The memory 😔

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CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! CLICK, The sound of her heals coming closer.... CLICK!.....CLICK!..... shes here.... She stands in front of me, wondering why i don't look at her. "Hey" she says in a wondering tone. "Hi" i say while staring at her shoes... "Lo..Look at me" she stutters, "no" i say with tears in my eyes. "Fine! But just so you know... I didn't tell anyone! They found out on there own!" She says while walking away as if she just got done screaming at me. I stare at the ground with my eyes clothed with tears of worry and sadness, hoping that she will return and everything would be back to normal...she would kiss me and we would go to her house and cuddle on her soft purple bed that we have many memory's on, but she didn't come back...

That was a memory of her.....the blue haired girl.... Every time i close my eyes i see this. She is everywhere i go and see. I can even smell the marshmallow daze of her perfume. She always put that on right after she gets out of the shower... But she is gone and i will never get to tell her all of my words. That was the mistake i made 5 years ago....




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