His eyes contained the softness, the gentleness the care that i was so used to seeing. 

"Its all yours to keep" was all he said. 

Memories flashed back to, each of the moments, the glances, the note exchanges, the compilations of daily happenings, the dubdaks of calling. 

It all came back to that same look. The look that i felt all lost gazing into it. 

"Its all mine to keep?" The gifts, the tangibles. But most of it were the memories that i tried so hard to get rid off. It was not suppose to come back. It was suppose to be just locked away. Like it never happened. But seeing him, reminded me time and again that no matter how far i go, it formed who i am today.

Perhaps one of my new year's resolutions would be to regather everything and go through them one by one again. This time, not with tears but rather, with a smile to say, "Its all mine to keep"