Can't be moved

P r o l o g u e

I never knew it would end like this. Cold nights and long days pass ever so slowly with the constant pain of regret shattering my emotions.

How the hell did we end up here?

It seems like the cold rain of Seattle is complimenting my emotions, making it kind of impossible to breath without adding water to the rain. The clouds rolled over the loud city with a darkness that made everything feel emptier. Colder.

I'll never forget the feeling of heartbreak. Like a deep hole being dug into my body and my cold glass heart shattering with a single touch. My heart and my head continue to kalediscope with painful memories. Painful memories caused by her, making it harder to carry on by the minute.

They say that the first thing  you forget about a person is their voice. I never forgot, I still remember her vibrant laugh with clarity and the way she talked about her writing.

I always admired the way she was able to capture the exact moment with just a few breathtaking words and turn it into something incredible. I could watch her pick up the pen and listen the noise of lead hitting the paper over and over again just to see her live out her passion.

As time goes on, I start to forget the exact color of her eyes, and the way her smile forms, things I swore to her I'd always remember.

Where did she go? The beauty of Seattle seems so much duller without her around, like the lead on her pencil finally ran out, just like our memories and love for one another. With such little lead remaining the point of the pencil disintegrated, along with my heart and our time together. How do you forget someone who gave you so much to remember?