well i didn't exactly burn them, but i did rip some pictures up and threw away the remnants of relationships of the past. for all the times i said i should... i finally did.. with him, or in front of him. i think that's what i was waiting for. to show him proof that those old pieces of junk don't matter to me anymore. yes, i've kept them for so long, because i keep everything. i showed him shoeboxes filled with notes from highschool from old friends, old pictures, old ticket stubs, old trinkets... and then i moved to the ex boxes. i began one by one, picking things up and discarding them. these things i used to cling onto... forcing good memories upon what ultimately was anything but good... and used them as a catalyst for backsliding when other options failed. but now, i see no need to keep the memory "alive" so to speak. yes, of course i'll always remember in my head, and sure i have journal entries scribbled out in bout of anger, or a wave of depression.. but as for the tangible evidence of relationships failed -- i think i'm much better off without them. i'm happy, really happy, right now. i know i have what i always wished those boxes could amount to.... i have true love that will last forever.
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