Old love Letters and Love Memories

Love memories can linger in our
minds for years, and we all want to
burn and discard painful memories
so we can forget all about them. But
should you really burn old love
letters?
Doniv Whitgreen reveals why we
should never throw away love
memories and old love letters from
past amours. He burnt his old love
letters when he was still in school
and regrets it, even to this day.
We’ve all been in and out of love
memories, with heartbreaks and
aches every now and then.
You may have several past lovers and
many special experiences that you’ve
shared with them. And each time we
break up, we hate our exes or we’re
too deep in love to overcome the
pain.
I was in love a few times in my life.
My first break up was the most
painful and is the one that comes to
my mind the most.
It comes to my mind, not out of love
or hate, but because I have no love
memories of that relationship. I have
no cards, no dried flowers, no love
notes and no photographs.
A week after I broke up with her, I
collected all her old love letters, gifts,
notes and photos and made a bonfire
out of it. It felt good back then, and I
thought that burning her memories
was the best way to overcome the
lost love.
I missed reading her old love letters
and her cards for a while, and after a
few years, I almost forgot how she
looked. I could remember her, of
course, but it was just a vague
memory.
I dated several women over the years,
and every time I broke up, I found that
it was bearable. I didn’t have to burn
their love memories down like the
first time. All my romantic love
memories are locked up in a blue
trunk in my attic even to this day.
I occasionally see them, and laugh
about it. But I feel quite stupid for
having burnt down my first love
letters. It’s not the love I have for her,
but a memory of the pain and the
happiness I had been through when I
first knew what love felt like.
It was a great memory, because we
were class mates and we used to
pass love letters during the class
hours. It’s been years and I can’t
remember what I might have written
in those little love notes. I think about
that more than I think about her. I
have a slam book in which she’s
written a note to me and that’s all
that remains of her.
The problem with me was that I had
always been worrying so much about
finding the perfect one, that I had
forgotten all about the experiences
I’ve had on the journey. I can
remember my first girlfriend giving
me a mushy love letter after our first
romantic kiss. I can’t remember what
it said. I only wish I still had it.
I bumped into my first girlfriend a
week ago. We sat in a coffee shop
and we talked. Things were different.
We spoke like old friends and it was
good. No ill feelings and no rift. I had
met her after a decade. To me,
bumping into her felt like bumping
into someone for the first time. I
couldn’t recollect too many love
memories of ‘us’, though she did
remind me of a few incidents and old
love letters.
I guess she still had my old love
letters and love notes from class.
That thought didn’t make me feel
warm or fuzzy inside, it made me feel
foolish and stupid. She had treasured
those years as a memory and she
could recollect all of them, and laugh
about it. I wished I could have turned
back time, and I even wondered if I
could ask her for a photocopy of our
old love letters! But that would be the
most stupid thing to ask for sure. I
had lost my love memories, sure, but
not my mind thankfully. We
exchanged numbers and we hugged
each other goodbye.
If only I knew back then, about how I
would feel now, maybe I would never
have burned the stack of old love
letters and cards and done the tribal
dance around them.
Perhaps, I would have sat with my
first girlfriend and talked about
memories that I found funny too.
That would have been nice. But now,
that’s history and I have no regrets.
But the only thing that rubs it in is the
fact that I don’t remember my first
kiss, my first date, and my first love
letter in my life. If only I had those
love letters and kept those love
memories in a corner of my blue
trunk, I could have read them all over
again and remembered what a
smooth talker and writer I was, even
in tenth grade!
But all said and done, if you ever
have a chance to keep your old love
letters and special love memories,
don’t burn them like I did. Find a nice
little corner, and keep it locked away
for a rainy day!
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