Strong Hold

While going through some things today, I stumbled upon some old items; a few postcards and letters given to me by someone I once cared a great deal about. Of course, as most 'relationships' turn out, this was not someone I should have ever given the time of day, but at the time, he was wonderful. We never officially had a relationship, but I had always hoped there would be potential for one.

During my search, I also found old journal entries I had written about this person...I stopped and looked at everything, cried a little...cursed that this asshole could still make me cry. I had contemplated just throwing everything out, but I just couldn't do it. I did rip up the journal entries, but I couldn't get rid of the cards and letters. It's just odd, as much as I despise this person now, I can't seem to let go of things that reminded me of a better time...4 years ago.

It's a little irritating though, but I suppose that it is those events, people and circumstances that we hold on to, whether good or bad, that make us better people and hopefully a little wiser. I can look at these cards and letters, see how sweet they were and then remember just because someone writes something sweet, doesn't mean that they're not an asshole inside.

Music: No Doubt - Start the Fire