An array of pictures that seemed familiar popped out in front of my sight. I recognized the smiling faces but something was missing. Then it hit me, I knew what it was.
It happened before and it will happen again, we move on. The company for this journey may not be present for the next one but we have to keep on walking. Memories may be in the heart but it will fade, in the end, it is just but a tiny piece of reminder of what you had and nothing more.
We all have our different paths to travel but I was happy for the short journey we had. There will always be a connection no matter how small but it will never grow with what's happening now.
Looking at the freshly baked brownie in the mug and silhouettes standing outside my door, it's my time to move on too.
However, in this context, you can never really move on because a piece of you is with them. All you can do is stop to dwell and appreciate what you had and have.
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