Memories of Love

I remember being so in love that I couldn't breathe.  I remember lying awake at night trying to get my breath to match his breathing pattern.  I remember never doubting anything he said.  I remember thinking he was the smartest man I had ever known.  I remember thinking he was the most handsome man I had ever known.  I remember feeling so secure in his presence. I remember being so proud  of him.   I remember him breaking my heart.  I remember looking him in the eye and saying "why?".  I remember telling him that "I would die for him".  I remember him laughing at me and saying that no one should ever die for anyone.  Christ died for us, and I would have gladly died for that man.   I'm glad that I have all those memories...good and bad.  These are the types of memories that made me...me.  Whatever doesn't kill you will eventually make you stronger.