Friends and Lovers Past
It's funny how once someone leaves your life they actually consume it much more. Dianna is now gone forever but memories of her play in my head everyday now. A past love is in my dreams and comes out in my sketchwork almost daily. Why is it that when they are in our lives we can't seem to give them much thought but as soon as they exit the stage we internalize them and put them everywhere? Self-preservation? I guess it's a way of preserving a peaceful heart. By keeping their good memories alive we are somehow keeping a part of them with us that they can't take away. There's lots of bad in all of us, but I prefer to remember only the good. I will keep those that I have and will love in my heart and will be true to their good memories, the times they made me smile and laugh and feel loved. And I hope that friends and lovers will do the same for me. Remember me but only relive the good parts of me. ;)