Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Puzzled thoughts.

Mentally, I've gotten past the reoccurring memories being played. Physically, I no longer yearn for your touch. Yet emotionally, I'm still stuck on you. It's amazing how someone can make such a large impact on me with such little time. I get that I'm barely mature and that with time, I will experience more lovers and relationships but there is something about you that I can't seem to let go. I truly believe that no matter how far life takes me, I will always be reminded of you. Everywhere I look there's memories of him. When clouds are casted over the sun, he appears. He rains down me, wetting the street along with my eyes. The star hung above refelect his eyes, the brown ones that once looked at me with such love. Tyra shows at noon talks about texts and I flash back. Back to when I made him watch Tyra with me. Those chairs at Knotts still has traces of us. I see a couple sitting there, her perfectly place on his lap; their faces are no longer theirs but are ours. Going shopping, I drag my feet not wanting to miss a deal yet I pick up speed and glide past Wet Seal, not even glancing in. Wet Seal reminds me of you, back to when you sat in the chair waiting for me to try on clothes. Remember when I wouldn't buy that shirt until you approved of it? Jessica's house fills me with memories. Those memories created on that bunk bed were some of the sweetest. He and I could've gotten away with so much yet all we did was lay there. My legs intertwined with his, feeling his heat once he held me close. Every damn thing reminds me of him, yet he has no memory of me. Choosing to forget, he's willing to erase me completely. No matter where I go, the faces I see, the experiences I have I will never forget you. I will never forget the boy that opened up my heart and showed me such wonderful things. Given, he wasn't my first love but he taught me how to maintain a relationship. He showed me that within a healthy relationship lie give-and-take, it's not about what I want it was about what we both want. The best relationships die the hardest way. If I had one wish, I'd go back and never ask you to Sadies. Because then, I wouldn't have to feel this hurt every single day.

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