Memories

I still hold onto memories in hopes of reliving them. As of now they are are all I have left. Such minimal memories they may be. Only for me they aren't so little. Time has passed but that can't change the manner of my affection. Quite unfortunate for me I must say, but I don't regret it. The pain is a reminder that it was real. Although I do feel a change within myself with each passing day. Eventually the weight on my shoulders will have disappeared completely. But one thing I know, I will hold these memories true until my last breath. They are a reminder that I have lived, cried, hurt, and most importantly knew love. I hope within this coming year to experience love once more, but not just any love. I want the right kind of love. A love that you don't have to question. A love this isn't a battle within the two. A love that is unconditional, that may be worn with pride and not resentment. A love where we both meet consistency. A love where he is home and an adventure all at once. The love where patience exits even in the hardest of times. A love where two independent individuals meet at once and create a kingdom. The love where we aren't just lovers, but best friends.