Close your eyes. But not so tightly that all you see is light fading into splashes of fuzzy colors. Imagine the person you love more than anything. Relive the memories of him in your head like a broken record stuck on repeat.
Think about the last time you saw him. How he hugged you so tightly he lifted you off your feet and held you there to capture the moment forever.
Remember the way his hair feels in between your fingers, soft and slightly oily. The way his lanky arms held your hair back when you were sick, even if he could not stand the smell.
Keep these memories hidden in a locked box in the darkest corners of your mind to find when he leaves. Because he might. Because he did.
Take the box out and be gentle because this is all you have left. Take it out when you want to remember the feeling of his skin against yours, the way he looked at you as he whispered I love you.
And when you’re done, put it away and hold yourself as you walk the other way. Because when he’s gone, all you will have is the memories.
Jen's Journal 
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