Forget Me Not

You said you loved me like no one else ever will. So, when you leave will it hurt like nothing else ever can?

Forget. Me. Not. I whisper quietly knowing no matter what I say, she'll eventually leave. I slip the bunch of flowers into her coat pocket, that held her passport. I loved her too much to stop her leaving, I no longer cared about myself.

This is her story, an eighteen year old girl. Stuck in her past, overthinking her future and just trying to survive. A new girl to be precise, who catches the eye of many. This is her story, on how she learns to feel something, other than emptiness. There's hope.

I just wish she never left.