Do You Remember?

eleven

The last time I seen her, we were going at each-other with full power luckily it didn't go down to breaking glasses and shaming China plates. flashback: Your pupils stung with tears, waving your hands in the air going berserk. You spat out words that you didn't meant, I did too, but preferably mine hurt you the most.

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I stand around the pond you once shown me remember? The lily pads and frogs, that are still croaking asleep. The deck decorated with lights, with animated music that's dying out. The flowers, you saw that made your face brighten more than Christmas lights. Tears brimming in my eyes, I let them fall.  It's just like how we left it, Willow.

"How could I lose you?" I mumbled. "You were so oblivious that I loved you, much to even say liked you."

"You didn't lose me, I lost you in the end because I know." Your voice croaked out I turn around you were behind me with tears drizzling out your eyes, having a pathetic weak smile once again tugging at your dry lips.

I shake my head, chuckling. "You knew, and yet you never told me how you- "I didn't have the same feelings for you, Grey." Willow interrupted me, before I got the chance to speak my mind.

"I never looked at you as something more, you should have known. I didn't want to lose our friendship, yet I knew you like me, your eyes portray something more every time you saw me, your cheerily smile, your whole persona change your a whole different person Grey. It makes me uncomfortable and uneasy."

I grew closer towards you, tears increasingly forming in my eyes, decreasing the inches between us. Face to face, my eyes instantly laid on your lips. Your mouth objected to say something, right then I crashed our lips against yours, feeling every sweet thing from your lips. boom. The Fourth of July fireworks, the Christmas animated lights, frogs, the flowers, the laughs, the happiness, the stars, the park, the fight, when we first met, when i see your sweater, the crimson rose, were all there that I felt for you.

I pull back, looking in your eyes, reflecting off unread emotions. Lying straight in your face, "You're right. I felt nothing, it's better to be friends, right? You wanted that. I scared you too much didn't I? I'm sorry, Willow! I'm so fucking sorry!" Smiling weakly, shedding tears that are too afraid to come out in the open.

"I-I loved you, so so much." I blurted out, voice unstable from the words that drew into my shattering heart.

Our eyes both within sadness, we stand in the abyss of darkness together. I drowned of love:  you drowned of heartbreak. I loved the right person: you loved the wrong person.

It was meant to be for us, wasn't it? However we're two different people with different lifestyles to live. It's too late for that now, isn't it? Is it really? It's sad to say, I loved you yet you didn't care about that soon to find out you never did care about anything nor our friendship we embarked. Willow, you used me for your games and trickery, why play my heart with your smile and innuendos about us? Were you really the villain all long, that I am the prince in distress? What I am saying right now, it doesn't even make sense. After years, I still think about you. I heard you moved Willow, to Nebraska so you can be away from me dreading your perfect life in the shadows like mine is, you caused it though. I don't blame you, who want to love me? The dumb question is: how can I love someone I just knew for two weeks? Back then, we were all young with minds not yet developed to be matured well enough to tell us "heart, don't fall." or "she's a player." We were all teenagers, who didn't care about what our parents say to us. I should've listen to Mom, she was right. I should have listen to my consciousness, telling me don't do it. But I did so, haven't I?

Now Willow, tell me this...

Do You Remember?