You’re a memory that I forgotten about, you were in the deepest corner of my mind but tonight I suddenly thought about you, it feels like I’m digging up a corpse in my brain. Now I’m writing about you again and it feels weird for I can’t really remember everything which is a good thing, I guess this is my mind and my heart telling me that I should really just bury the thoughts and feelings I had for you. This is me writing about you one last time and I don’t have anything to say but “good bye”. 


I have to accept the fact that it’s never going to be okay, it’s never going to get fixed and I can’t go back in time to change it— at some point in time I need to let it all go and I should let it stop affecting me— I should move on