Every time my mind drifts to the thought of you,
it replays all the moments I’ve learned to cherish;
like the day we first met, the day we dove into the deepest and
darkest corners of our minds, and the day you took me on a little adventure in the place you loved most.
And then comes those moments,
I would rather forget;
like those days wherein I watched our connection slowly fade away,
then the day I finally lost you, and finally those days that I spent
denying the fact that I lost you.
The feeling I get when I remember you, is the most bittersweet feeling I had ever felt.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
Every time my mind drifts to the thought of you,
it replays all the moments I’ve learned to cherish;
like the day we first met, the day we dove into the deepest and
darkest corners of our minds, and the day you took me on a little adventure in the place you loved most.
And then comes those moments,
I would rather forget;
like those days wherein I watched our connection slowly fade away,
then the day I finally lost you, and finally those days that I spent
denying the fact that I lost you.
The feeling I get when I remember you, is the most bittersweet feeling I had ever felt.
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