Feb 2016
People tell me I must forget, that I must learn to move on.
They say that time heals all wounds, that I’ll forget someday.
I agree that time heals all wounds. Passing time certainly does numb and eventually cure almost all pain.
But to forget… Maybe that works for some. Maybe they forget. Or maybe they just lie about it and say that they have forgotten when really, in truth, they are like me. I can’t forget. Nor do I really want to.
Why would I want to forget all of the happy moments? Why would I wish to lose the incredible feelings of love and life and happiness that fill my memory with so much joy? Sure, they are accompanied by some pain, but to me the pain is well worth it. You are worth the pain.
You, who made these memories with me.
You, who eventually left my side.
You, whom I still hold in my heart.
I can’t forget you, any of you, and I don’t want to.
You all made me who I am in some way, contributed to the person I am becoming. Every decision I make, every step I take, every triumph along the way is lightly colored with your memory.
Thank you for that.
For making me a better person.
For teaching me lessons that needed to be learned.
The love we shared was beautiful, for each of you, different. No two loves, no two relationships even remotely the same.
I cling to the happy memories of us together. I hope you do too. They give me strength when I am sad because I know that if I felt that way once, I can feel that way again.
Perhaps time heals all wounds.
But to forget? No.
I cannot forget you. I cannot forget that I loved you.
And even still.
Even now.
Some part of me still does.
You are there in the depths of my heart like a well I can draw from.
The oldest of you deeper, more buried, but ever stronger for having been with me the longest.
Sometimes I’ll dip my hand into the well just to see what memories I can pull out, loving to remember you. I love to remember us, our love and worlds that we shared together.
Thank you for having been a part of my life. For that, I am forever grateful.
Thank you for making me who I am today.
Thank you for staying with me, in my well of memories.
Just know, that if I ever loved you,
Whether it was for a day,
A month,
A year,
A decade,
I still love you,
And I probably always will.
They say that time heals all wounds, that I’ll forget someday.
I agree that time heals all wounds. Passing time certainly does numb and eventually cure almost all pain.
But to forget… Maybe that works for some. Maybe they forget. Or maybe they just lie about it and say that they have forgotten when really, in truth, they are like me. I can’t forget. Nor do I really want to.
Why would I want to forget all of the happy moments? Why would I wish to lose the incredible feelings of love and life and happiness that fill my memory with so much joy? Sure, they are accompanied by some pain, but to me the pain is well worth it. You are worth the pain.
You, who made these memories with me.
You, who eventually left my side.
You, whom I still hold in my heart.
I can’t forget you, any of you, and I don’t want to.
You all made me who I am in some way, contributed to the person I am becoming. Every decision I make, every step I take, every triumph along the way is lightly colored with your memory.
Thank you for that.
For making me a better person.
For teaching me lessons that needed to be learned.
The love we shared was beautiful, for each of you, different. No two loves, no two relationships even remotely the same.
I cling to the happy memories of us together. I hope you do too. They give me strength when I am sad because I know that if I felt that way once, I can feel that way again.
Perhaps time heals all wounds.
But to forget? No.
I cannot forget you. I cannot forget that I loved you.
And even still.
Even now.
Some part of me still does.
You are there in the depths of my heart like a well I can draw from.
The oldest of you deeper, more buried, but ever stronger for having been with me the longest.
Sometimes I’ll dip my hand into the well just to see what memories I can pull out, loving to remember you. I love to remember us, our love and worlds that we shared together.
Thank you for having been a part of my life. For that, I am forever grateful.
Thank you for making me who I am today.
Thank you for staying with me, in my well of memories.
Just know, that if I ever loved you,
Whether it was for a day,
A month,
A year,
A decade,
I still love you,
And I probably always will.
Remembering all of the good that came of the things that ended.
