Every season still passes as if nothing happened
But a piece of me stopped at that date and at that time
It's funny how sometimes I forget what your voice sounds like or crazy as it seems what you look like
I just rely on old memories and even those are fading
I'm not sure if it's how my mind is choosing to cope with losing you or if my memory is dwindling that bad
Either way I still miss you
I miss that last second that I cannot even remember what it was but I am jealous of my old self for being able to think that that was not going to be the last
How dumb I was for not remembering
Or how if maybe I just changed one minor thing you'd still be here
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