This night lost its meaning. It surrounded me, wrapped itself around me, tighter, tighter; it squeezed the life out of me, but more importantly, it squeezed the memories out of me. What significance does this date hold ? The same significance as every other day, I was with him on this date. And I front that I don't care, that I'm really done, but theres no way I ever will. The memories are few and far between, but they're there, begging me to hold on tight.