one shots // phan

polaroids

they didn't tell me i'd feel like this.
like my chest has a ticking bomb in it and the seconds are counting down as i come across an old picture of us.

the fading polaroid holding the memories of what once was and never will be again.

yet i still have that hope. hope that you'll come back to me, that we'll both stop being stubborn and realize we do need each other.

• • • • •

there's a timer on my wrist and there's only a few minutes left now. you're the only one that can deactivate the thing i feel inside my chest.

even if it's not really going to kill me you never know what can happen. you never know when somebody may snap or an accident will happen.

so this is my goodbye to you. i hope your life is so much better now without me in the picture. i hope you think of me every day after you read this.

that aching in your chest is exactly what i've had to feel for the past few months. has it been a year already? who's keeping track anyway?

so here's to the old us, to the way we used to be. goodbye forever, my one true love.