Thursday, December 15, 2011
one hundred thirty-four
When I think about you - I write it down. The “goodbye” hurt more than I can say - and the flashbacks are hard to deal with too; but there are so many memories, and I want to remember every single bit of our time together.
The good memories make me smile - they are fun stories to reread.
The bad memories remind me that there are lessons to learn in life that will make me a better person.
“What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger,” is how the quote goes. So, I choose to remember and to make sure that I will be better, smarter in the future.
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