He looked at me with his dark brown eyes. "I will always love you. Always," he promised. Then he kissed me on my forehead.
"Bullshit," I said to myself, remembering all the times he said always.
"I'll always love you. I will always be here for you. I'll always find a way for you"
"Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit!"
I got a trash bag and threw everything he gave me inside. A big teddy bear, CDs, letters, pictures, everything. I found myself crying, sitting next to the bag. I couldn't throw it all away. I didn't want all our memories to fade away. He promised always. And that means forever, right? So maybe he'll come back to me. So then I removed everything out of the bag and put it back onto its place. I sat down on my bed, remembering the way he talked to me the week before, the things he said. Ughhh. He's not coming back. Then I grabbed the bag again and threw everything back inside. Make up your mind! I told myself.
