Did you hear that sound?

"But don’t we live on in what we’ve left behind?   
In the fading twilight of Kodak? In our silver 
knives and spoons tarnishing on a grandchild’s 
casual table? Don’t these become 
a kind of museum of the afterlife?"
I think we do. We do live upon those boxes containing years of our lives.
It was about October when I met him and all of them. And it was about March when I felt I deeply love all of them. Surprisingly I feel secure and comfort around them. Now I'm standing in front of an unbelievable landscape where I feel like I have started loving him from the very beginning. We have grown up together, and time has given us few possibilities and perhaps has deprived us from us.
Yet I don't trust myself. Yet I cannot believe I am capable of loving someone. Yet I cannot allow myself to perturb his universe. But I heard that sound when something cracked inside me, it was about 10 days ago.

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