Meet Again

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  Maybe one day, we'll meet again, just like before these three or four years, as strangers again. But with a lot of memories. I know you're trying to forget anything about me, anything that make you remember my name, my face, even if I know that you forgot it, and anything else that remembered you of me. 

     But I promise you, I won't forget anything about you. Your smile, your smell, your perfume. You'll be always in my mind, I'll never forget you.... Even if I have to. I still stalk your profile, and I know that your account now is public. I don't know why you let it public, is it to make it easy for me to stalk you? Or just to let everybody knows that you play Free Fire and to gain new followers, even if you deleted all your followers from your profile? 

    I still thinking about you and telling everybody that I love you. Even if I don't have to, and it's a shame for my friends to know that I still loving you.

     Now, I'm still holding on to everything that's dead and gone, I don't wanna say goodbye, cuz this one means forever. I still wanna be with you even if that hurted me so much, ans stull hurting me so much. But hurting me and being with you is better than being hurted alone. I still don't want to be alone. Yes, I have some friends , they talk behind my back, yes I know, not all of them love me, yes, but I have friends. But for me, being alone is definited as living without you.

      Maybe one day, we'll met again, and you'll apologize, and I'll accept it anyways because you mean a lot for me. Or maybe I'll apologize of not understanding you why you hurted me. Even if it is not my fault. Maybe one day, I'll find the real reason why you wanted to leave me alone just like that. 

      "  Just like the day that I met you,

          The day I thought forever,

          Say that you love me,

          But that'll last forever,

          It's cold outside, like when you walked out my life,

          Why you walked out my life...? " 


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