catharsis.

note to self.

now, listen closely.

these are the things that you must, somehow, find a way to forget.

the way his kisses taste like coffee in the mornings. what it feels like to hold his hand. his dazed eyes looking at you, that lazy smile on his face – as if he's caught up in a dream. the kiss on your hand that started everything. how you used to hold him when he had trouble breathing. the way he danced you around the empty stairwell. his skin on yours, his lips on your neck, his fingers inside you. when he wiped your tears away, smiling, and called you beautiful. that magnetism, that connection, that chemistry. the way he'd say 'I love you'.

and this? this is what you need to remember -

the way he told you "I don't love you anymore".