My Last Memory

In this span of time, between life and not, I am awarded the time to remember it all. 
All those moments which made up my life unravel before me at the speed of light. 
Insignificant are the ticks of days and the tocks of night as the hours chime with memories of smiles and tears and joys and fears. 
If I had to choose only one, which would it be? 
One birthday, a graduation, a wedding, a child’s birth?
No, none of these would suffice to be my last memory of my life.
It would be the moment I cherish most, I remember most, I wish to relive most. . .
It would be the moment I first told you, 
I love you.

By: Paul Toritto

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