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I lived life again. When he left, I thought to myself, I should live as if I never needed him.

I tried to erase our memories together.

Our spontaneous camping trips.
erased

Him being the big spoon and me being the little spoon.
erased

Our continuous love making.
erased

Everything, I erased every single of him.

But for some reason, when I would be washing the dishes, I'd remember the way you circled your arms around my waist. Or when you would be exercising, I purposely ate chips in front of your face just to tease you.

I couldn't erase them. These memories were already imprinted in my brain.

And no matter how much I thought I hated you, I knew I still loved you.

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