My intentions are to set the past to rest. A noble and misplaced venture. I'll take my memories off the wall and place them in a box. Tape it up and think job well done. If people can't deal with something they simply don't.

All the dried flowers from one occasion or another will be thrown out if I have the heart. What will probably stop me though is having too much of it. A heavy heart doesn't usually get around to throwing out sentimental trophies. They save them to look back on later when they know it'll only hurt. Cards from holidays and notes from highschool will all be saved for the torturing. Pictures will be guiltly placed aside in some album 6 months from now I won't remember I have let alone what's in it. Pillows she used to prefer will be pushed to the other side. The gifts that were given, the stuffed animal, the candle from prom, the beads... all of it I can put in a box. I think the only things I can't hide from myself by placing in their coffin are these pieces of a broken heart and the empty side of that bed I pushed the pillows towards so it wasn't quite so lonely.