Cough... if you hate romance, please skip.
Note: This is a partial fiction because I've gone there before. Did stupid things because of one guy, so here goes nothing...
I remembered an us once. How he left me there staring into thin air. How the tears filled my eyes with each step he took away from me. I remembered an us once.
How tight he used to hold onto me, how I never let go. We were one, spoke like one. It was nice but we had to go on with life. Walk our separate paths.
Maybe that's why I shed so much tears once, was so fragile. After all, we were a beautiful memory - so fragile to touch.
It had something to do with knowledge and style, I would think, at least when I thought about it. He was intelligent, talented, perfect and I was not. Maybe that's why it hurts to talk about it.
Knowing you were the one that wasn't complete. Wasn't good enough. The one that could not fill the empty spaces of the other.
Maybe it was how things were meant to be. We were young. Free. Inexperienced. Two people that weren't...
Weren't right together.
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I rushed through the end as I am clueless as to how I should end it so haha!
But if you like this, I suggest checking out Teardrops of Acceptance. It is like the 'cooler' version of this. Lol...
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