I picked up my memories and hid them in the sand
my brain blocking out every memory of you
and the way you would gently hold my hand.

One day I may look back and appreciate that time of sun,
but for now I will keep those images locked away
and towards the path of happiness I will run.

I do not think of you in that negative light,
though that is the place where you like to hide.
Instead I will think of you as the beautiful soul who cried
and told me he loved me as he left my side.

-Whitney Adele