One by one, the things we shared that day are gone. I remember the choices I made, the regrets I felt afterwords, the pain i feel for knowing that we will not share a bag of chips again, that I will never taste those muffins you made for me ever again. The container of hummus i bought is still unopened, probably to never be, I should just throw it away just like you did to me. I remember the warmth of your jacket, guarding me from the wind built by the cooling ground as the sun sets for us. I remember the harsh led lights as we ran to the bathroom, the supermarket saving us after hours in the middle of nowhere just talking, talking, talking, ... I hate that I take part of you with me everywhere I go, be it the random Sabrina Carpenter song you loved so much, the sandwich we talked about, the lingers of a kiss and cheek under my hand, laughing. I hate that I am reminded of you in the games I play, in the music I listen, in the books I don't read. One by one, the things we shared are gone, but the memories linger, permanent like the scars on my feet, caused by the unfortunate shoes I chose to wear and still refuse to throw away despite knowing they will hurt me every time, and I will bear these scars as a knowledge that I still care, I can still care for someone. One by one, the things we shared will be gone, until nothing is left. I will move on, time will move forward. Scars will heal, food will be eaten, feelings will fade. Oh how much I want them to fade, at least for you. And then I'll realise it was never meant to be you. One by one, new things will be shared, and I will care for them, I will care for them, and hope, this time, they will care for me too.
dededos
andulkaphoto
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