Before, looking back at every laugh, every touch, every memory lifted my spirit while simultaneously pulling it down with the thought that they may be the last of their kind. Remiscing was a beautiful method of snapping my heart in two, tracing painful lines down the middle. Now I see every moment we spent together but I can't remember the way they felt. I don't remember the joy or the beauty in them. Every memory is tained, poisioned with the knowledge that its over and these snippets of the past are worthless. That's what gets me the most, there is no pain, there are no tears, there is no emotion left in a relationship that was once so full of love. We just drifted away. We lost our spark. Okay bye.
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