Winter.

Winter.
Like trees in the winter, my memory of you falls and falls, fades and fades. Our closest moments are beginning to fade slowly into the distance. I am afraid, I want them to stay. But it appears the longer I am away from you....you simply begin to become a stranger, someone I struggle to believe I had intimacy with. The thought of losing that thought and memory of you is breath taking.....I struggle to grasp the warmth of your memory....everything you stored in my mind, my heart, and my soul. All though my heart and my soul are connected. They have always been on the same route, the same road. So like leafs in the winter, our memory....our love begins to fall...fall...and slowly fade...fade....fade. Until we are crushed.