All Too Well (On Hold)

All Too Well (On Hold)

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Autumn leaves fall down like pieces into place and you're singing in the car getting lost upstate. What happens when those feelings come back? It's like a perfect masterpiece. What happens when it all ends? You're like a crumpled up piece of paper lying here. I think when it begins its like home somehow, but when it's over... I think it all just comes back in flashes, you know? I think the best part was having him, but the worst part was loosing me. I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it. I like to think he still thinks about me... because for me time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it. Now that I look back I see that we were just young and stupid with your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. Sometimes I wonder if you still have my scarf and remember the past it holds. Because I do, I remember it all too well.
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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