Just a few quick thoughts before class.

For some tiome now I have sought to lose her. I've tried to erase the memories of that year and a half we spent together. I took some extreme measures to accomplish this. I buried all the pictures in boxes that I won't look in for a long time. I burned all the letters that said how much we were in love. I have done my utmost to excise her from my memory by simple ommision of her face, name, and feeling.

It's been almost a year.

I've failed in this endeavor. She's not going away. Even if I lived the rest of my life without speaking to her, it would never end. The memories would still be there, right below the surface.

In this new light, I must come to terms with what we were, and what we can be now. I only hope that I have the strength and fortitude.