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Today I picture myself driving to your location.

I ask myself how can you be fine after everything we went through?

after all the conversation we ever had?

I took my time to get to know you,

I never do that for just anyone.

I learn your language,

I couldn't resist your quirks and flaws.

Everything about you made me feel like coming home when we talked for the first time.

How can you be okay that I am not there anymore?

Maybe I was the only one who thought we would be forever.

I can still hear your voice at night...

so soft, it's like you're barely speaking to me.

Some days I forget everything,

other days I remember everything like it was yesterday.

I can still remember the day we met like it was yesterday.

I know you already forgot all about it but I just can't.

why did I meet you to only throw all my feelings away?

why did you speak to me?

why did you come to me when I was fine on my own?

Now I have to train my mind every day, every minute, every second to forget the very day that I met you and all that came afer that.