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Memories of Nobody

Your memories bring me a melancholy where there is a space and time where memories keep a pure love. I remember you with pain and affection, I am aware that our love was real, although we were still practically kids, however, those memories make me live in the past and they hurt me and I don't want to let them go because I don't want to forget you. Your letters, your drawings, your gifts still remain in the chest that I still keep as a treasure. Today I have read and appreciated them again for the last time and you don't know how that makes me feel because I know that what those letters say was real and I don't believe that anyone and nobody is going to be the same as you . They transported me to exactly that place, I smiled and I could feel what once was. I don't know anything about you a few years ago I know you told me that I still had to move on and I'm afraid of having to destroy them. I hid it for a long time but it has come to an end, I don't know what have you done with my letters, I don't know anything about you, I only know that you left and I never heard from you again. I have to destroy what once was, what you and I were because they will continue in my mind and in my heart. I have to learn to let go of one of the most pure, precious, innocent-hearted people. You. It hurts and I think it will always hurt. I miss you but I'm going to meet you one day... meanwhile I have to destroy the memories so that they go from being someone to nothing or at least that will be the last attempt to get you out of my mind because my heart will never let you leave... forgive me for throwing all these valuable things in some corner to be able to forget, after all I let you go for love because I knew you needed to grow. If one day you read the letters I wrote you again, I want you to feel them because I meant everything that was written, my love was not in vain. Sorry for not protecting you from my own darkness. Today I say goodbye to memories, to what is yet to become nothing, even though it really isn't like that at all. I will destroy the memories and then there will be nothing left to make me think about what was, although I am weak before such a decision. These memories are beautiful enough to destroy them completely... but if I don't I won't see myself beyond what I was. It does really hurt me to see our memories and our promises being torn apart, I am bleeding inside because I think I still love you and a part of me will always do. So for the last time forgive me because I don't intend to despise your beautiful art or your words, it's that I need to let you really go this time, for myself. You are beautiful, you are unique and innocent and there's nothing ever wrong with you, precious. Take care little one.

The memories live forever until they are buried alive in oblivion...
-Elian
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