Comment 10: MitchellHisaki

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I'm not allowed to love. I remember kissing her by the lake, I remember twirling her hair with my hands and laughing at her jokes. I remember how happy she made me. When I was sad, I looked into her eyes and I felt appreciated. When the rest of the world payed no attention to me, she would always be there for me. I loved her with everything I had."You're so pretty when you're angry," I said, my lips against hers.She smiled. "I love you so much..."I remember when we lost that love. Though I guess it was never really love. I remember him stealing her away from me. I remember her not telling me about him until it was too late. And they both acted like it was no big deal. They actually tried to name me the bad guy. I remember the sadness, heartache, and betrayal. The hate. I remember feeling alone again. So, I'm not allowed to love. I'm not allowed to love, because I forbid myself to. I won't let myself go through that again.

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