Today would be seven years.
Of course, no longer—
it’s already over.
Still, I wonder—
did you remember?
I almost forgot,
until the memory startled me
two days ago.
And honestly,
it was just a normal day.
I felt nothing different.
Did you?
Were we supposed to feel something?
Was I?
Sometimes it feels so distant—
like it never happened.
Sometimes it feels
like you were my whole life.
I’m sorry
for loving you too much.
They say love sets you free.
But when you love too much,
it cages you instead.
I caged myself
inside a recollection,
a memory,
a ghost of us.
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 7:34 AM UTC
Today would be seven years.
Of course, no longer—
it’s already over.
Still, I wonder—
did you remember?
I almost forgot,
until the memory startled me
two days ago.
And honestly,
it was just a normal day.
I felt nothing different.
Did you?
Were we supposed to feel something?
Was I?
Sometimes it feels so distant—
like it never happened.
Sometimes it feels
like you were my whole life.
I’m sorry
for loving you too much.
They say love sets you free.
But when you love too much,
it cages you instead.
I caged myself
inside a recollection,
a memory,
a ghost of us.
