Do you remember when I would tease you, second-guessing whether or not I'd want to marry you because I didn't know how to write your last name in cursive?
Do you remember when you'd call me non-stop, panicking because you were upset I'd hurt myself?
Do you remember the countless late-night we spent talking to each other on the phone? Often, we'd fall asleep without hanging up, and once we'd wake up, we would both utter a sleepy "good morning, see you in school."
Do you remember the list of baby names we picked out? Being so convinced that we were invincible to the outside world.
Do you remember falling asleep on my couch and waking up in the AMs.
Do you remember dreaming where we would be in 10 years, what we would be doing, and where we would've traveled to?
Do you remember all the promises we had made?
I remember.
YOU ARE READING
I Knew
Short StoryI knew; I knew he was no longer mine. I knew everything was falling apart. Yet, I refuse to believe it, and he refuses to let go. I knew it was toxic, but I still held on.
