I need to forget about you, just like how I forgot to clean my bag yesterday. I wish it was that easy–just a little distraction then bam, forgotten. But, it is never easy. You were always there, and in the back of my mind, I know you'll never leave.
Besides, how could I forget the first day we met? You spilled coffee over my paper. How could I forget the time when you rushed to my home because you knew I was sick. I will never ever forget the image of you, out of breath, with a bag of 7-11 in your hands which contained some meds. You even cooked some instant soup and told me it was the greatest dish you have ever made. How could I forget the time when you asked for my help because you were failing at this certain subject because you were busy training for your next competition? I spent the night at your dorm, with your arms wrapped around me and the heat of your skin was on mine. How could I forget the time we both checked our grades and saw that we passed the semester? We both jumped for joy and that was when you hugged me and said thanks. How could I forget that moment? It was like the key that opened a gazillion feelings inside me. I felt everything at the same time, like how raindrops fell on me. I was happy, confused, worried all at once. It was weird, but it was the best feeling.. at that time.
Now, I need to forget everything about you. I need to forget before I fall even deeper. But, how could I forget you, if I still keep writing about you?
