His cologne still lingers,
The feeling of his arms around her waist slowly fades.
She presses her finger against her closed lips, remembering the way their lips connected during those unforgettable summer nights.
He said it himself, breaking up with someone through text is the worst way to end a relationship. But it didn't stop him.
He said it himself, but he wasn't responding and distanced himself from her.
She said it herself, but she was half joking and half caving into her anxiety.
She said if herself, but when it happened she couldn't catch her breath and her sobs echoed throughout the house of shattered memories.
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Pomegranate Seeds at Modnight
PoesíaShort chapters filled with emotions, breakdowns and heartbreaks. Some parts are memories/moments that go on in my life.
