I remember everything about that night. Every burn of the alcohol, every speed bump, every brick on that wall. Every time you turned your head to look at me and the way your hair would fly and I swear I can still count every single goosebump when you smiled so so close to my face.
You took away a part of me. And I’m not saying I walk around with half a heart or half a soul. I’m saying you stole love and trust and compassion and force fed me fear and doubt and anger. You stole so much of my life already. You don’t get to take anymore.
The tears ran down my face burning like acid. “I know..” I whispered “I know it will never be us but sometimes when you laugh or your eyes sparkle when you talk about the things you love I like to pretend that it’s me who makes you that happy.”