A.A.M.

marked

I don't think I'll get over you.

Even the whole world doesn't support me in forgetting you. Fate still gives me signs about you.

I can tell that it's you just by seeing your back—the back of your head, the way you stand, and how you walk with such power over me.

I don't think I'll ever get to move on from you because I have tried many times already, and I have failed many times, too.

I tried to erase you but you just keep on coming back. You visit me in my dreams. You still capture me with your sweet goddamn smile.

I think I'll have to try to go on with a piece of you in me. I won't fight with myself anymore every time I think of you.

I will do my very best to get used to it—to get used in your mark in me.