I knew you would leave. I had cried about it before you even arrived. You showed up when I was at my lowest and quickly became my ray of sunshine.
I needed a bit of color, and you became my rainbow. It was too beautiful to be true... And that's why deep down, I always knew you would leave.
Then came the moment when I no longer believed, the moment when I thought, "It's okay, he's the one who will stay," but it was exactly at that moment that you left... The moment when I finally believed in us.
Your departure was a shock, but I couldn't cry, and now I know why. It's because I had already cried about it before you even arrived.
I loved you so intensely that it should have been illegal to love that much, and that love destroyed me little by little, and now you are part of my past.
A past that hurts me, that wounds me every time I think about it, but a past that I love, a past that shaped me and made me who I am now.
The past can only hurt us if we let it, but I let it because you are my past, because I love you. Not as much as before, maybe more, but I love what you made me become, and I will continue to love you, or maybe not, but you are inside me.
I now smile when I think about all this. I no longer hold it against you... Your departure should have destroyed me, but it forged me... And let's not lie to ourselves, you came to leave, and we both knew that.
Tears of Time
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The Ghost We Left Behind
PuisiIn a world where shadows intertwine with memories, my past has cast a heavy pall over my heart, now securely locked away in an unyielding chest. I wander aimlessly, searching for something elusive-an unrecognizable figure or a flicker of hope-but t...
