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I bought it the day of his 25th birthday...a gift in honor of him to myself. Flat and cool it laid against my chest for near three years and kept me company across the oceans. I thought that in my hurry I had forgotten to tie it to my neck and that the nakedness I felt was a temporary sensation.

This time last year my dread fell out. It harbored all those feelings of three years time, multiple embraces and failed unions. Threads of encounters, salted air and the idea that he was still a part of me.

Its a sad thing to have all those traces of myself slowly falling away. Gradually fading into memory and blurred image. The thought of all the energy pooled into object and held so tight and close that one day it has no choice but to escape.

Suppose these sentiments will one day fully fade.....