sometimes i'll be walking through campus and i'll see someone who, from behind, looks very much like him and then i'll remember and it will hit me like a sack of bricks, and my stomach will turn and i'll choke on my words and be somewhere close to tears, because i'll remember that i am here living in the absence and there is nothing more wicked in this world than being reminded of that.
stop reminding me. can't you see i'm trying to be happy?
i am avoiding the places that we used to meet because i don't want to see them without you there. does that make me strange? maybe. but it makes it easier to forget.
oh, world. go easy on me.
i know how you feel, darling, and it hurts and it's hard to forget, but soon the memories will be less potent. and you'll be better and happier <3
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