Once In A Lifetime

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So here I am, on the eve of Valentine's Day. I'm writing this early because I certainly won't have time to do it tomorrow, and then I will either regret or forget to write it completely. I never cared about the love day until my true love entered my life a little over 10 years ago. He literally entered and exited my life almost as if it never happened. Sort of like a dream. The day was very special to us for all those years. We always acknowledged it with kind words. a kiss, a flower, conversation hearts, and of course....chocolates. I think he liked the chocolates more than I. It seems so cliché but it really wasn't. The day gave us another chance to to say "I love you". It didn't matter how angry we were with one another the day before. We knew to forget about all the bad things we were feeling and remember what was really important. That we were together, in love, and that our companionship would be forever. But once you've lost someone, you learn to appreciate them more and the times you had together. I'v learned that when you have love in your life, it's always meant to be at that moment, but it's not forever. Nothing in life is forever. It's something that can be taken away at any moment. All good things come to an end. For this reason I'm inclined to wonder whether I will ever really love again. The idea of replacing precious memories with new ones seems blasphemous. All I want to do is hang on to those memories. I believe true love only happens once in a lifetime. This is why Valentine's day is so important. It serves as a reminder of what's important in our lives. Even though my true love is gone, the memory lives on.