2 years

Two years later, and I don’t remember your voice. Or how you felt with your arms around me. Or even the color of your eyes. But two years later, I remember you have been the only person to make me feel something. I remember leaving you, and I remember you letting me go too. Two years later, and it doesn’t hurt to see you with a new girl, she’s not the first… But two years later, I may still cry over you. I don’t remember much of us, or much of you. Two years later, all I see when I look at you, is the memory of the pain you left me with.

Two years later and I’m doing so much better than before, but two years later I still have thoughts about you..

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~*+by femalepentimento

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