“Maybe we tried to leave as much memories of ourselves with each other because we knew one day we wouldn't be together any more.”
“The feelings were still fresh as if it all just happened yesterday.”
“I love you. I can't remember when I fell in love with you but very naturally, I had fallen in love with you before I knew it. The first time I met you, you were a cheerful and kind girl. I always loved your smile.”
Every minute felt like an eternity time, clearly as if it had malicious intent, slowly ebbed away from me, I clenched my teeth and keeping myself from crying was the only thing I could do
I’m just trying to live my life, but it seems as if sadness always piles itself up around me. It’s in my bed, the toothbrush in my bathroom, and the memory of that day. Over the past few days, I’ve wanted to move on, I’ve wanted to take hold of something I couldn’t reach. What that is, I have no idea. Not knowing where such obsessive thoughts were coming from, I simply drowned myself in my work. Then one day I realized that my heart was withering, and in it there was nothing but pain. And one morning, I realized that my beliefs, that I once held so passionately, had completely disappeared.
The things I had to tell her …
The things I hoped she would listen to …There were so many of them ...
“But I’m sure that even if we had written 1,000 text messages back and forth, our hearts probably wouldn’t have moved even 1 centimeter closer.”
