I can't box up all of that

My heart has been broken. It's a tragic story that I can not get myself to explain once again without breaking down. What I will share with you is my latest thought. It's been about two weeks or so, and I am still devastated. My friend suggested that I box up her things that I have and put them in the garage because they are hard to be around. But I can't. You see, boxing them up insinuates that I would be boxing up the memories and getting rid of them. However, sitting in my room I see her in my chair she used to sit in. The floor she used to lay on in her softball uniform, because she hadn't taken a shower yet and it was 1 in the morning. It's her prom dress in my closet. It's in the candles I used to keep lit when she was here. It's the second I walk in my room after work, and the way she'd look up at me from the floor on her laptop when I got home. I'm surrounded by memories of us, and memories of her and her smile all around me. I can't box up all of that. So now what do I do, when this is all I'm left with?