#decanandra

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its us.

our hearts were both young. and the problem with youth, is innocence.

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because he was no longer the person you fell in love with in the first place.

I think the worse tragedy than watching someone fall out of love with you, was to stand there and watch yourself do pitiful pointless efforts to keep youself in love, with someone who no longer deserves you.

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I am broken; you shatter me.

“A fleeting glimpse of the false belief about what my existence means. That’s how I now define you,”

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anterograde

you were in my dream two days ago. I woke up frozen. because why?

the whole world knows I deserve better. I know I should get over you and I should have by now.

yet you appeared.

I don’t know what kind of hell the universe is conspiring to give me, because I should get over you and even started to think we should never be in the first place and that my every decision since you came in the picture was all poor.

yet I kept thinking about you.

then this morning I remembered our last conversation and how I was so cold.

so I thought, maybe I should talk to you. because you left me in a bad place and I am not doing the same.

took my phone and was scrambling though the contacts list when I noticed you put up a new profile picture.

you were on a vacation, so happy.

I know that smile.

You used to smile like that for me. with me.

and so I stopped.

because why bother your happiness with my misery? why go back to the same place over and over again just to remain stuck?

why talk to you again when I know no good is going to come out of you and our exchange?

so I decide.

I sat, alone, watching time go by, hoping I’ll soon arrive in a place where I got over you.