Scrolling through old pictures of us together, deleting one after one. The tears streaming down my face, realizing that I will never have this again, realizing that you aren't mine anymore.

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Looking through old texts, deleting one after one. The tears streaming down my face, realizing that you will never call me baby or darling again, realizing that I'm not yours anymore.

Remembering old conversations, trying to forget one after one. The tears streaming down my face, realizing that our late night conversations, laying next to each other now just are a memory.

Thinking of your lips pressed against mine, trying to forget how soft they were and how they made me feel like the happiest person alive. The tears streaming down my face, realizing I will never get to feel your lips on mine again.

Wishing you would be more than a memory, wishing I would feel your body against mine again, wishing I would get to hear your laugh again, wishing you would touch me the way you used to again. But now you're only a memory and all memories do is destroy us in the end.