Memories

It's getting harder and harder everyday to remember the good times he and I had. Its getting easier to remember the heartache, the arguments, the abandoned feelings, and the broken promises. This is a weird phenomena for me. I usually experience quite the opposite. I remember the good times, brushing bad feelings under the rug. But this time wasn't like the others I suppose. Even though the feelings are still there I am happy to be where I am right now. It was the best choice even if it was (is) the hardest.