Black Roses.

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It was back in high school when I first met you.

We started out as friends. But as time went by we grew closer.

We would talk and stay late till 3:00 am. We revealed to each other the secrets that we were so afraid of. We told each other the things we love and hate about the world.

Even though we didn't had our licence yet we would drive around the city and listen to old rock songs in the car.

Whenever I felt down you would come and stay by my side.

I still remember the sunsets we would watch together and the sea of stars we would witness all those nights.

I remember how you told me that the world was such a sad place. How you were going to try and change it.

I remember how we dance together In the midnight rain.

Together we made a lot of mistakes and a lot of memories.

And there were moments of us that I hold so dearly.

And in every way you have made me the person that I am today.

We both knew we were falling for each other.

But we never said anything because it was written in our eyes and it was so obvious.

3 years passed by and I finally said I love you.

While you did the same.

But we both knew that we were never meant to be. Another year passed and you told me how you were going to move far away.

That you found a home far away from here.

I saw the defeat in your eyes and we both realized that there was no other choice.

The last I saw you was at the train station.

I wanted to hold your hand and pulled you towards me and never let you go. But I couldn't. I just stared and watch you as you left.

No words were spoken. You were smiling and crying at the same time it broke my heart.

I still regret the day that we said goodbye.

Several years has passed since then and I still wonder if you still think of me like I do.

In every little single gesture of mine. In the way I would talk. There is always a small part of you in me that you left behind.

Do you look back at memories? Do you cry or smile when you do?

Do you miss me like I miss you?

Do you wish things would've been different?

Do you still love me like you used to?

Because I do. And I think my love for you will always remain.

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