Fading

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It's beginning. My memories are fading away. I know. Maybe I should forget. But I can't. I can't! I don't want to. I don't want to give up on you. Maybe that's one thing you did not anticipate. You thought by allusively warning me about this would make me give up and forget about you. But I won't. Because you have my heart with you. You might not know it but you have it. Now I feel heartless. I couldn't care anymore. I can't feel anything except pain.

And, unless you find my heart and return it to me; maybe then my pain will be vanquished.

Maybe you're saving the best for last.

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