Memories

It's the little things that pop into your mind when you least expect it. The memories like the cell phone alarm that used to wake you when you stayed at her house, the text messages you sent at 6 in the morning and before bed, sending her on a scavenger hunts, or even the time you forgot your anniversary.

The good, the bad, the in-between, they are all there. I try not to think about them, but sometimes it can't be helped, sometimes you have no control over it. But, I cope the best you can and I move on. I don't think it's a problem, and I don't mind them - they are a part of my past.

But the more I think about it now they're becoming fewer and weaker, and I don't know if that is a good or a bad thing. Just because I've moved on with my life, can't I still miss those things that make up these memories? Is there anything there worth hanging onto?

Only time will tell, I suppose.

-memory lane jonathon