I tried desperately to cling to those memories of us together. Taking pictures, one after the next.

Looking through the box full of photos that I had collected, I see you in them. How long was it when we first started out? Now that you have left, I feel the pain of it all after the months or years that had passed by. As my tears stained the photos that were scattered messily on the ground, I fought the urge to break down. I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.

No amount of tears could ever bring you back to me, if they could I would gladly cry my eyes out for you. I know others were talking behind my back about my reaction when we called it off, never to see one another again. It hurts me inside and yet I had to resist the urge to go running back to you for my pride did not allow me to do it.

They told me that time would heal everything, but apparently it was not true for me. Years had passed and yet I still miss you everyday. Today when I was cleaning out the closet, I saw the box of memories that I had long forgotten. How nostalgic it was, remembering the good and bad times. I longed for those days of us being happy together, blissful and never apart. I miss your scent, your hugs, your kisses, and your gently caress.

The tears dripped down my cheek silently as I looked at the scattered pictures, our memories together came flooding back to me. I bite down on my lower lips, and clenched my fist, willing the tears not to fall. Yet they did. Why did I torture us so, it may have pained you but it hurts me even more. Every time I see a couple in the park they reminded me of us. I miss your smile and how you looked me in the eye.

At first it was because of you were overly kind to me, I felt guilty, I could give nothing much in return and yet I feel confused. I want so much to be back in your arms to feel your warmth, but somehow it ended so awkwardly and I dare not face you. If I were to see you again, I know I would not be able to resist you nor have the face to look at you properly without my eyes betraying my emotions.

I’m sorry is all I could say. Sorry that it has to all come to an end. Walking away with my head held up high when I still could. The tears were already falling freely when I turned my back to you, I did not want you to see my crying face so I carried on walking with my back against you, never turning back to answer your call. 

Though others may have called me heartless for turning my back and walking away from you never looking back once, but it was for the best. So long my love, it was for the best. For our sweet romance had to come to an end. Goodbye for now and forever and till we meet again, in our next life. Maybe then I would get a happy ending with the one I love.

I wish you the best of luck my love, for my life has come to an end, though it pained me so, but at least I know you will move on ahead.

Picture found on Photobucket by MiNi_S2 .