Sweet Memories

It's good to know that past is eventually turned into memories, some sweet memories.

I used to look at a photo of you and feel a sharp pain in my heart, telling me how that smile on that picture will never be given to me again.

But now, I look at these pictures and see a memory of the fun all times we had - including the one from the ball we got together.  I even cracked few laughs at some of them.

For once, I'm feeling fortunate that I was with you, about what a great time we had when we were together. But I'm ready to let go of you.  I can slowly start deleting the photos of us 1 by 1, until eventually, there are only photos of us as a friend and none as a couple. Photos are great ways to keep memories, but some are supposed to be kept in our hearts, not as a physical matter.  I know in my heart that "we" existed, but there is no need to prove that we were.


Maybe I am ready for a new character in my life, if someone comes along the way. If nobody doesn't come? well, I still have my second love - dancing.