When We Were

by Diana Elliot Graham

Being with him is like running downhill. That feeling where your feet can’t keep up with the force, picking up speed, no idea what happens when you make it to the bottom.

It isn’t that I had intended to chase the white rabbit down the rabbit hole, but here I am.

Because of what I do remember, I’m heartbroken, and what I don’t, I never want to.

I was on fire, and instead of putting it out, you poured on the gasoline to keep it burning, to keep yourself warm.

“Haven’t you realized by now... you and me? There’s no closure for us, for this.

just because you don’t want to hold on to something anymore, doesn’t mean letting it go is easier.

We won’t be who we were. But we will both be who we should.

“One.” He holds up a finger, and lets the soft smile pull on his lips. “I loved you.” “Two.” He extends a second finger, and the smile falls flat. “Not enough.”