The Importance Of Souvenirs

I should have said “I love you” in that moment. I had the urge to kiss you under the stars, and while it would have been a moral error, as I would have subjected myself to my impulsivity, I would have satisfied an urge I felt the need to act upon ever since I met you. But I had concluded that I was merely infatuated with you, but I wanted to be enamored with you. We never discussed the distinction, but I think I will for my own sake. Should I ever conflate the two, Spring and Summer would feel like an eternity.
Infatuation is perceiving the physical nature of someone and convincing yourself that everything about that individual is flawless, in your eyes at least. You foolishly confine yourself to the belief that who you perceive is a god or goddess sent from heaven above. I was guilty of experiencing that same sensation when I met you. Except, I eventually began to appreciate your interests and we were able to communicate our values and …show more content…
As much as I cherish them, most of the memories I have are haunting. Because of its magnificence, I think this darkness within eclipses the positivity in the good memories that I have. Sometimes I feel like a helpless gardener trying to maintain the vibrancy of the flora as it all inevitably wilts.Why do I keep watering them? For an ephemeral moment, I am able to enjoy a certain radiance they emit, a radiance that is nonexistent in my lackluster life. So when I have just finished reviving their colors, the tempest swirls and the memories eventually cascade into an abyss of nothingness and I am condemned to a stagnancy where sulk in the dim crypt of my mind. Whenever I undergo this tedious cycle, I find no comfort in reviewing those memories sleeping in the mausoleum. I wish they could just rest in peace; but it is I, the animated being, who needs that sweet repose