I always say that I could write thousands of words and paragraphs and pages and novels about you. And it hasn't occurred to me until now that I already have. In each story I write, a piece of you lives in it. It's something you said, or something that you did, or the way you made me feel- all articulated in the best way I can. Maybe the main character of my story has the same smile as you. Or someone says something you said once. Or a place resembles one where we once were. You're like a ghost, flitting in between all my memories and every aspect of my life, and that's when I know- you're never going to leave my mind. There's no way.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryexcerpts from books i'll never write advice & nonsensical blurbs realizations & regrets heartbreak & pain thoughts & fears hopes & dreams shorts & stories forever ongoing, so long as our minds do not stop imagining and inventing and we do not sto...
