"I think part of the reason why we hold on to something so tight is because we fear something so great won't happen twice." Sad thing is that holding on will also keep a greater thing from coming. Fear should never be a motivation.
My memory loves you. I remember the way you used to cherish me, the way your eyes lit up when you saw me. The way my heart sang when our hands and lips met. My heart, it will never be the same. I loved you