A/N: This idea recently popped into my head and I've been wanting to write it and see how you guys like it. In this story there is no specific POV. Simply my idea is to have you think of the persons POV, whether its your own or Clementines, you decide.
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Do you remember when we were happy?. Do you remember when we would smile and laugh, when we would stare into each others eyes, hopelessly in love?.
I do.
I remember the way you laughed at my stupid jokes, how tears would fill your eyes at times when you laughed so hard. I remember the melodic sound of your beautiful laughter, it always brought a smile to my face, it didn't matter if I was angry or sad you would always make me smile just by your infectiousness laugh and grin.
You continue to laugh and smile everyday. You're happy and I can see that. But it pains me to see you so happy.
You want to know why?.
Because your happiness is supplied by someone else who isn't me.
I can still hear your laugh and I can still see your smile. But the feelings you once gave me are no longer there. When I see you smile I frown, when I hear you laugh I cry.
My heart used to flutter at the sound of your laughter but now it stops, not because the sound is so beautiful but because it chips a peace of my already fractured heart.
Something you used to hold in your hands. Something that used to beat for only you.
But you no longer hold my heart, it no longer beats for you.
In fact, it no longer beats for anyone. Instead it sits in my chest, bruised,beaten and fragile from all the past trauma, barely beating as I desperately try to find the need for it to beat at its full strength again.
Its beat used to be so lively, so quick and strong. And it was all thanks to you. You caused it to beat just by a simple gesture, a kiss, a smile even the simple touch of your hand made it flutter within my heart.
But now, even the slightest contact from you makes me dizzy,sick. It makes me mournful.
I mourned over our relationship for weeks,months even years, hell, I'm still mourning. I can't seem to get passed the fact that you moved on so quickly while I'm still holding on to what we once had.
I'm still holding on to the thought of you coming home. I'm still trying to hold on to the happy memories that only seem to turn into sad ones when they pop into my head.
The only thing I can't quite grasp is that you're no longer with me.
You moved on. You're happy now.
But I can't grasp the thought of you not being mine, even if it has been years.
I think the only reason I'm trying to hold on is because I can't believe the way we ended. It was all because of you.
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I had just gotten home from work, the sky was dark and littered with stars as I walked towards our front door. I smiled at that,our, it was something I always loved to say.
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