Wednesday, May 30, 2012 @ 3:20 PM

Sharing tales of those we’ve lost is how we keep from really losing them.

— Mitch Albom; (For One More Day)

I made a promise to myself to no longer speak of you, because when you're not a topic of discussion, you'll become a memory; you'll fade from my mind faster. When I am surrounded by silence with nothing to distract me, my mind begins to roam and it almost always dwells in the thoughts of you. You are still a wall, a wall that I cannot, but eventually will, break down. A wall that I will crush because it is nothing more than a barricade that restrains me from achieving much greater things beyond the past with you. Your name isn't brought up as often as before in my conversations, your presence is less painful, the memories that float by from time to time are less dreadful. I am moving on, I am making progress, I will eventually lose you. And I will be glad.