One day,
You will understand why I am so haunted.
How sometimes, my ghost made me so distant.
Nothing had a greater hold on us than our memory.
After all, it was one of the few things that we were stuck with for our entire lives.
No matter good, bad, the in between, it was all there.
Unchangeable,
Unforgettable,
Permanent.
Not all of our past would stick with us, but certain instances would. And if there was one thing I wanted more than anything, it was guarantee that something or someone could have that same, irreplacable spot in my life.
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Unsaid Feelings
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