The End of this Chapter
We shared more than a handful of memories together.
Talking til’ 4am everyday attempting to survive on my previously terrible $10 phone plan, sharing lunches, lying under the powerlines while joking that one day it would give us cancer and if it did, at least we had one another. Those are only 1/1000th of the things we have done together.
Every birthday I celebrated with you, I’d make you a special card and bake you a cake.
When English class became a bore, you told me you would teach me how to play DOTA but u ended up playing it yourself. We weren’t allowed to talk in IT classes because we were a distraction to one another. In Viscom the teacher refused to let you into the classroom so you stood outside and stared until someone came.
When it rained we’d attempt to share an umbrella but end up getting wet because you’re terrible at sharing. We ended up in the rain because I thought a picnic in the Botanical Gardens was a good idea. Our first kiss was accidental. On our first date you bought me the cheapest and most amazing meal. When we walked past the art gallery you opened up my folio and displayed my artwork in front of the window.
When you were down I held your hand, when I was sad you wiped away my tears.
When u told me you thought no girl would ever hold your bleeding hand, I took it and rested it on my cheek.
But I have been living in the past for too long. It’s time to close the book to this chapter. Not to discard it but to store it. I will never get to the end of my story if I don’t move forward.
To keep as memories, and for it to stay as memories.
You entered my life for a reason
And you also left for a reason
But it doesn’t mean you won’t return.
And if you do, I’ll be waiting patiently.
If you don’t I give you all my blessings.
And even if we’re now only friends,
Just as before, I will always be that girl to hold your hand even if no one will.
Thanks for the memories.
