Short Stories

Memory

Trigger Warning: Seeing things, fake, imaginary, Etc.

You, you are the only thing that I can remember. I'm not sure why but everywhere I go, every little thing reminds me of you. I'll look at a daisy and remember that one spring morning when we braided daisies in our hair, and I remember how your tan skin gleamed and how your smile could melt peoples' hearts. When I look at the orange trees I remember when we made a wooden swing in autumn and later that day we climbed to the top of the old willow tree and I remember how you wore a big coat to keep you warm and how your hair blew in the wind, and how we laughed about sweet nothings. I remember the rainy nights we had, hiding under the covers from the rainstorms and how we watched your favorite movie so you wouldn't get scared, I loved seeing how your face lit up with the different colors of the tv screen. Every little thing reminds me of you. But memories are just thoughts, beliefs, and blatant lies. You were never real, you were some creation to keep me happy. It was all a trick, a cruel trick that I played on... myself. I did this to myself. That day with the daisies, it wasn't you who put daisies in my hair but it was myself. That autumn we climbed the willow tree you weren't there. And on those rainy nights, I was alone. Memories are tricky, you can believe things that didn't happen and you can also forget things you don't want to remember. But for some reason, some part of me doesn't want to let you go. And for some reason, every little thing reminds me of you. Which makes it difficult to forget the unmade memories we shared.

Author: The word was 'Memory'. Definitely not one of my favorites, but its fine.

~someone out there loves you~

~you are beautiful inside and out~

~never let anyone stand in the way of your dreams~

bye~bye