Our world crumbled apart without an explosion, without the sound of goodbyes or explanations resonating. I just heard every hello we made disappear and saw the one thing I am most afraid of—our souls, the two of us, drifting farther and farther away until I can no longer see you near me.
I remember making a promise to myself that you won't hear my cry resound nor see me gazing at the sunset over the past that keeps crawling up on my skin. But you and I made many promises that, clearly, we were too remiss to keep and certainly, this is one of them.
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Published on January 09, 2016 02:00