amor

I fear writing this all down will make what happened more real. It scares me what happened. Right now I try and forget it all but when I write it all comes back. Which was exactly the opposite of what I wanted to happen. I thought writing would make me forget you, I thought you would just filter out of my head and that I could finally escape, and hopefully at best never think of you again. I thought all my feelings I never said, would just finally be released in my writing, but it only made the feeling more intense. And now all I can think about is what we had, and what we will never have. So this story is about my love for, well you know, you.