I recall . . .
. . . standing under a blanket of snowfall, the headlights of my car forming a cocoon for us against the dark of night. In my memory, there is music playing softly from the car speakers (maybe there was, maybe there wasn't). I'm looking up into your eyes and your arms are wrapped around me, the only thing keeping me warm. The snow continues to float down around us like a blizzard and I watch as snowflakes rest on your eyelashes a moment before melting. In my mind, this night was perfect.
. . . sitting on the steps of the church, hugging my knees to my chest. I'm crying, about more than you think I am. The rain is pouring down around me, soaking through my clothes. Without saying a word, you pull me up and kiss me, right there in the middle of the rain. You kiss away everything I'm thinking about and in that moment, I'm just me. I can't remember if anything was said, but I find it doesn't matter because words weren't really needed. I still find freedom in the rain to this very day.
. . . being so incredibly mad at you. I'm pacing the apartment, checking my phone repeatedly. It's late, and you haven't come home from work or contacted me. I don't know whether you are hurt or simply avoiding me. Finally, you get home and I'm met with the most beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen. In my hands I hold a tiny little puppy that couldn't be more than 3 or 4 lbs, and she's beautiful. I fall in love immediately. Her name? Fleur. My perfect little flower.Maybe I'll add more later, maybe I won't. My point is that in order to move on with your life and be happy, you absolutely have to remember the good moments rather than the bad. Even if things may seem dark, know there is always a ray of light somewhere in your life, no matter how small. For me, I will always have my moments.
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