Let It Burn

That's what Usher says to do. He thinks I should let it burn.
And that isn't necessarily new to me.

Don't think I'm crazy, but....

I have burned pictures of exes before...lol. It wasn't on some voodoo ish. I'm really a semi-pyromaniac so I've burned a lot of stuff.

Not really helping my case...oh well

But that was a different ex with a different situation.
I don't know what to do with this one.

I sit on my bed, look around the room, and think about how I need to get rid of soooo much stuff.
Really it's too cramped. I have notes from middle school still around and I just finished my first year of college so you can imagine how much I need to dispose of.
So every now and then, I begin to remove items from a box and throw them into the trash.

BUT!!!!

Without fail, I run into pictures and poems.
I always contemplate about what to do with these nostalgic memories.
Mostly, I don't know what to do with the handwritten poetry.
I absolutely LOVE poetry.
But every time I read these poems, I am reminded of the triviality of human emotion and then I get pissed.
I guess I answered my own question. Why would you ever want to keep something around that pisses you off every time you run across it?
Usually, I just put the poems in a box, stuff the box in some obscure part of my room, forget about the box, find the box during a cleaning spree, revisit some unwanted memories and emotions, then I start back at 1 (Brian McKnight voice).
So this time, I'm going to tap into that maturity I developed while away at college and be smart about the situation.

I want God to have all of my heart, so that means letting go of the things that held it before.

Oohhh...I'm good...lol

Alexany <3

P.S.-"Get rid of" does not mean burn. However, that does sound tempting considering I haven't lit anything on fire in a long time....