Call me resilient, call me silly, call me stubborn but I am not afraid to love and I am not afraid to be hurt (it sucks when it happens but it's really better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all).
Meeting you was never my intention, falling in love was never part of my plan, hearing you deciding to leave was a terrible shock, recovering from losing you was just an insufferable process.
Still, with my aching heart, I could muster a smile because in this vastly huge world, we crossed paths, we loved but sadly and unfortunately, you had to leave so we parted.
These were happy accidents. They are beautiful pages in my mental scrapbook - I don't make scrapbooks, but I do collect memories - tiny beautiful memories - moments I spent with people I have loved and lost.
Anything you can imagine is real but I would never be able to imagine you if I had never met you. Having met you, I would always remember your everything. Your smile, your touch, your kiss - all these are the tokens I collect in all my adventures of love.
Thanks for the memories.
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