petals on our lips |

6

I tried to move on from my friend but I just couldn't.

I really tried.

But I couldn't because she was always on my mind.

From day to night she was all that I thought about.

I remember how it started.

Just months ago.

Just with simple and sweet friendly memories of us.

But soon they progressed and shifted into something much more.

I'd start to go through our photos together or just the simple ones she'd take of herself on my phone whenever I wasn't looking.

I would go through the photos and remember what we were doing that day and where we were when we took them.

That friendly feeling soon changed.

Everything changed.

Now I was breathless and tired.

I lay my head back on my bathroom wall, my body laying next to the toilet.

It had become my new friend.

I stopped looking at our photos and instead at the photos that had only her.

I'd start getting lost looking at her beautiful face.

Seeing her soft lips.

Seeing her beautiful brown eyes

It took my mind to many places.

It had me wondering what her lips would feel like when touching mine.

Or had me wonder what her laugh sounded like again.

These thoughts were what continuously hurt me.

Each memory I remembered, stabbed me.

But why,

Why was I acting like this?

Why now?

I tried to push the thoughts deep into my mind but each time they resurfaced.

Now I couldn't control it.

Because all of these feelings had gotten too strong.

And the blue petals that were scattered in my bathroom were proof of it.