Memories came as I lay flat on my bed late at night. First I remembered her wearing that yellow dress on our anniversary swaying so smoothly with her hair in a ponytail that made her look right.
Her ocean blue eyes pierced right into my soul as she speaked with her full red lips. I smiled knowingly and thought how lucky I am to have her in my life.We continued to converse in our own little world that night.
Then another memory came gushing right through my mind. It was her wearing that same yellow dress as we fought vigorously over something I thought back then was childish.
Her ocean blue eyes were now covered with tears and was red from all that weeping. Back from that day I thought that was enough and tiring if it kept happening so I broke all ties with her.
It was good to be a free man for few weeks. Refreshing If I was to be honest. No one would make silly comments about what I was doing or what I'd plan to do.
My last memory I had of her in that yellow dress was her coming up to me one day with a grim face and telling me to live a peaceful life now that she was truly gone.
As she was about to close the door I looked at her for the last time and thought 'beautiful as the first day I met her'. I realized, I was still inlove with her and that I just needed space. But then I couldn't chase her now. She was done with me. The biggest mistake I've done in my life was letting her go.
These memories still haunt me 'til this day. How I wish I didn't let go of her but now I can't do anything and was a fool to myself.
All I have now are regrets and memories of her in that yellow dress.
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Yellow
Short StoryOne shot stories of people that made them remember their love ones through the colour Yellow.
