But even after all this time my heart still skips a beat at the sight of your name. And it has been months now.
June, July, August, September.
4 months since I last saw you, but I lost you long before that.
I took me so much time to finally get a hold on you, and you slipped through my fingers in seconds. Like sand.
And now all I have left is an empty space in my heart -that you used to fill- and your name.
God, your name.
And the impact it still has on me.
Do you realize just how much you actually hurt me ?
Do you realize that she will never love you like I did, and sadly, still do ?
No, you don't.
Because what we had was a fatal car crash. You woke up with a clean memory and never wondered what might have happened. And I ? Well, I never woke up.
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{ As you can see I wrote this a while back, and as for today, about 7 months since I have seen him, I am done with him. I do have to admit I lost a lot besides him, and happiness is hard to find. }
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