It's been almost 5 years since the end of us. I never thought I would miss us. Our memories. Our laughter. But on a random weekday afternoon, I found myself wondering about you.
How you are?
Who you are?
What version of yourself have you transformed into? It's a version that I will never know.
I find it odd how within these 5 years, I only know an outdated version of you; the same way you will forever know me as the person I once was. I don't recognize her anymore but your mind is only familiar with her. I wonder if we were to cross paths once more, will you recognize me? Will you be disgusted with the person I've become? Would you be shocked? If we were to meet in our current version of ourselves, will we fall in love once more? I wonder.
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I Knew
Short StoryI knew; I knew he was no longer mine. I knew everything was falling apart. Yet, I refuse to believe it, and he refuses to let go. I knew it was toxic, but I still held on.
