It’s nice to think of my memories with you. They’re little treasures I keep in a heart shaped box in my mind. If you look you’ll come to find, so many photos of us doing things. Like going to Cyro and eating new dishes. Trying to catch but all we did was fish. We slept in tents around the world, cabins and hammocks that kept us warm. Sheltering us from all the storms.
When I think of this box of memories, I smile and thank you for their existence. For without you my life would have been meaningless.