"He's not coming back."
I know he isn't. It's not like I have feelings for him anymore but i still feel him with me, you know? Like if he told me he wanted me back, logically after everything he has done, I would say no. But. I can't help but remember him every time I walk past the spot where we first met or the corner where we hugged for the first time, or when I hear someone mentions his name i can't help but turn around to find out who called it out. It's just an automatic reflex I have, to immerse myself in memories i had with him even if I don't want to remember. Those feelings I had for him, they have nowhere else to go, so they just sit there inside of me. Sure i can distract myself and place new memories on top of that feeling but whether I like it or not, it will always be there, waiting for him. But he's not coming back.
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forbidden garden.
Poesíahere's a little compilation of poems and thoughts including; heartbreak, falling in love, rejection and acceptance. (WILL UPDATE EVERY NOW AND THEN) enjoy :)
