Into Infinitum

I will try once more to move on. Put you on that self in memory. Place you amongst highschool sweethearts and childhood dreams, a safe place for your keeping. Occasionally, move into that corner where you reside. Take you down, gingerly wipe away the dust, hug good memories, and discard the rest. Smiles in the darkness and starlight. Beautiful old soul. Eyes of chocolate brown. Words wrap around me, a silken threaded blanket, studded with pearls of wisdom. Physical hurt in our parting ways. A hot dagger plucks out pieces of my heart and soul, leaving them behind in that room for you. When we came together for one last talk, I assured myself on the drive, I was in love with memory. Chasing after ghosts and shadows of a dream. I wish that were true. Life is rarely like the movies. Where boy meets girl, fall in love, run off into the sunset, happily ever after the end. The hurt of loss will fade with time, like ruins of some great acropolis, just the nature of human memory. But this love, a love so pure for you. A love imperfect and sometimes selfish, but giving and unyielding. Quirky and needy at times others independent and reclusive. I have nurtured it through time, and will do so into ............ infinitum.