A few days before New Year's Eve, I kept thinking about how it was nearly a whole year since we happened. We weren't really together very long, but you still successfully made me fall in love with you during that time. It only took a month, maybe because I had known you so long and trusted you so much. Our whole relationship felt like a dream, maybe that is one of the reasons why I was so happy in it. We never argued. You were so calm. You didn't speak much, to be honest. Thinking about it, I didn't even really know that much about you. I opened up to you; I told you everything. I think you understood me, but you didn't really give me a chance to understand you.
After you broke up with me, even though we stayed 'friends', you sort of disappeared completely. It's almost like you were never even there to begin with. You were a bit like a ghost. My memories of being with you don't feel real. There isn't really anything to prove to me that any of it actually happened. But I quite like it this way. You are simply a memory.
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