Too Much

NYE confetti toss

The car rides singing along to the radio, dressing up and taking a million pictures. Someday they’ll all be stories and Facebook throwbacks, “remember when?”

Will we recount together over wedding receptions or will I remember alone at night wondering where you all are? Is this the beginning of forever or the start of the end? Would I enjoy it more if I knew this was it or if I knew this was how it’ll always be?

It doesn’t matter but it does. I shouldn’t care but I do. I should enjoy the moment but I can’t.

I’ve been hurt too much, left too much, hoped too much, cried too much.

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