It’s incredible how time has a way of changing things. Honestly, after he died I thought I’d never open myself to relationships again. But I did. I thought I’d always feel that sadness and heavy weight of his loss. Now I just carry his memory. Even that has changed. We had such a short time together. I would keep contact with his friends and family just so I could feel remnants of him. Now I just observe them from afar. Even some of his belonging I’ve let go. One thing I never want to forget is he’s heart. He was amazing, compassionate, and genuine. I really lost a part of myself that day. I know he’d want me to be happy and live a full life so I’m doing my best. I’m grateful he was a part of my life.