I guess I am going to be crazy. There are thoughts running through my head … Thoughts about you and thoughts about me. Why would I even let those thoughts pass my mind?
Probably becasue I am powerless, helpless.
I can’t help thinking about what could have been. I can’t fight the memories of our broken past.
Like a mirror lying in front of me – million shards of glass, clear and yet not showing much anymore – nothing besides small images dropped out of what we have called our love.
Oh how much I wished to cut the memories out of my veins!
If I asked would you grant me to forget? Please, don’t lie to me. You wouldn’t…. you never would.
Imagine how that would feel for you… I bet you then wouldn’t let me suffer like this. Or maybe you would try even more to let me suffer…
How am I supposed to know anyways?
It’s not like I know you anymore – if I have ever really known you. Maybe, that’s the reason why Our love shattered: Because we didn’t know.
With reference to the Daily Post: Ready, Set, Done