Love Carried On

It’s warm today. Wind barely blowing.

And I thought of you.

This time it’s different. Difficult. I still smile.

I still laugh like the joke was just heard.

As if, it was a dream. Wish it was all make believe. But it’s not.

I’m reminded that this feeling is all I have to hold on to. More or less bittersweet.

I won’t get the roses anymore, from you.

The flowers, candy, bears, and all other sweet nothings I will not get anymore, not from you.

Roses are sweet. Candy too.

Now the memories. The sweet sweet memories will be all that I have, from you.