Once again it is that time of year when I remember your invitation to the past. While I still have violently conflicting thoughts about you, I do think back to this and remember all the very happy times that followed. That I am still thinking about you surprises even me. With what was the easy disposability of our relationship by you only serves me a reminder that maybe closed doors should remain closed. Even if it has a window to greener pastures.
I am only resolved to accepting this because I have to but I still love you quite dearly.