"can we start over? can you love me like you used to?"
he looked at me and sighed, "I have never loved you."*

the fact that i have come to that point where
i just realized you never loved me;
made me want to curse so bad, am i the only one?

all the memories, weren't really memories (at least for you).
because you weren't you when you're with me.
so when we're apart, you did not remember a thing about me.

that part of you that knows me,
died along with the memories of us.
thats the end. thats the death of us.

− G (10/11/16).