Sunshine Accompanies My Memories
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I'm not mad anymore. My angry poem/toast was an attempt to exaggerate any feeling of anger that may have been in my heart and to extract it. I guess it worked.
There is not anger. There is a remembrance of so many sweet things. My soul smiles remembering them. Tears fall simultaneously while a grin is manifest. The memories are golden. I can't believe I was so lucky to love someone like you and to be the apple of your eye for some time. You've so far been the best. Heavenly Father was good to me to let me know you, to let me know our love and to have been illuminated by it.
I will continue to love you. The love will evolve and change, and already beginning to transform. So that it can be safely stored in my heart without the additives of romance, attraction, and desire. Maybe with time, the chemistry will expire too. I was crazy for you. Madly in love with the man... but of course you knew that. Everyone knew that. But as you are no longer in front of me, my love for you will be a more neutral sort of love. And I am glad to love you still... even neutrally.
I hope you are well.
