I dug up a hole where I stashed every memory of you I ever had.
You see, I started doing this ever since you casted on me a storm where betrayal kept pouring down, relentlessly and mercilessly.

Not wanting to get wet again, I figured that if I dug a hole and slowly buried bits and pieces of you in it, I'd summon the courage to forget you and leave you before another storm came around.

Days passed, and the hole got bigger, the things I thought I'd get rid of, lodged themselves deeper, and in all that time spent digging and burying, I never left.

"Any minute now, I'll show you what a heartbreak feels like,"
I smirked, thinking I was the smart one for once.

Where I thought I was ahead of, you've long accomplished and another storm came around, this time with the wrath of its friends, tornados and cyclones.

It took me by surprise as I frantically searched for your face, but you already saved yourself, while I, sought to take refuge in the hole.

I stayed there for months clutching onto those memories as if my life depended on it. I survived on the idea of your smell, your laughter and your kisses.

Then one day, I hear you calling out my name and it made me cringe.
I climbed out of the hole, and I could see that the storm had long passed and the sun was shining.

"******* it, what the hell are you still doing here?"
You look baffled, almost annoyed.

"Uhm,"
Your face barred me from words and I must've looked like an idiot.

Silence pursued and that's when all my emotions came coming at me like a million knives down my throat.

"Didn't you come to get me back?"

A look of pity washed all over your face and your eyes were downcast. You turn your back to me and said,

"I came to reset my karma, I got you out of that mess, it's time you get out of ours."

You walked away without even looking back. With fists clenched, I climbed back into the hole, I lay there and I closed my eyes.

"You didn't reset nothing."


// END //