I would not say that this pain is unbearable, but it's forever. It will always haunt me. That little heartache when I remember us, how we used to be, the way you laughed or the way you talk about your favorite memories, the way your eyes shine when you talk about things you love, how your lips move when you smile or say my name, how your hands touch my skin, how we knew each other so well. Sometimes I really want to text you or call you, just to see how you're doing. But, I can't. I tell myself that I'm okay and try to forget you and all the memories of you and us. But there you are, sitting on the floor by my desk laughing at something I said, there you are laying on my bed looking at me like a puppy, there you are in the streets painting the city, there you are in our favorite coffee, there you are on the stairs where we first kissed, there you are in the club smiling at me, there you are in every sad love song I listen to, there you are in my head and soul. I see you everywhere and I ignore it. But when I'm alone with my thoughts, I can't help but call out for you, hoping you will hear me and save me. Sadly I know you won't. And that's fine, it's for the best. I knew that this won't be easy, but sometimes I really wish to go back to the start, just to live it all again with you. Just to hug you that last time a little bit longer and a little bit tighter.