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By wolfscreamer Date: 2004 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2004.06.13.09.14.32056]] |
| I recently moved into a new apartment,time for a change of environment I thought.As anyone who has moved home I,m sure will agree packing up your stuff can be like a journey through your past as items appear that have been tucked away in drawers or in the attic for years.Last weekend I threw away five large bags of my past,from clothes that I have zero chance of squeezing into again to a hairdryer thats 30 years old and I no longer have a use for.And then there were the memories of you,bus tickets,beer mats,the usual stuff.Things that are only nice to dig out on cold rainy nights when you are still a couple and can recall and laugh at the memories they bring.Each item I looked at brought a smile to my face but as the pile got bigger I realised just how many years I have wasted living in the past.I no longer have that box of memories.Last night I poured myself a large glass of wine and looked around me,I have a nice home,a job I like and though not rich I have enough money to buy the everyday things I need but there,s still something missing.The something is you,throwing away touchable memories isn,t enough to forget you.You are in my heart and you are in my head and no matter how I try I can,t push you to the past.At least in my dreams I get to hold you and for that brief moment I,m sure in my sleep I am smiling. |