I threw everything away that you gave me along with all the memories, all going to a big huge fill with like items of past love. I do have a confession, I kept a birthday card to remind me that once a long time ago someone like yourself loved me. I can see glimpses of you happiness now and i feel lost. Not that I'm envious but sad that I don't have your spirit of detachment. I wish I had learned when I was close to you but now I have to look and study from a far.