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after we broke up
what makes me sad the most is not
the memory
of your hands caressing my hair
me laughing at your silly joke
and the sound of our heart thumping

after we broke up
what makes me sad the most is not
the last photo we took together
"we look awkward" you told me and i joke about "if we ever break up im going to delete this photo"
and i remember how you keep holding my hands afterward like you were afraid to lose me

after we broke up
what makes me sad the most is not the last time you drove me home
you hug me for so long and told me how much you love me
how saying good bye was so god damn hard
and i swear at that time i couldn't help but imagine our future together

after we broke up
what makes me sad the most is
maybe the fact that I never see it coming
like all of sudden, someone you trust trying to drown you
like giving a right answer to wrong question
we were happy, aren't we?
what had gone wrong?

if i knew those moments were our last moments
i would cherish it more
to remember every single detail
to touch you more
and to hold into it more

so i guess what makes me sad the most is
i still want to do a lot of things with you
but you decided to end it

—cndrsq//26.07.17


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