letter · new years resolution


My Dear,

Missing, missing, it’s all going missing. The words, the memories, those pieces of us – it’s all lost or forgotten or it never was. How do I hold on to something that never was? And this is the way most things die. Not with harsh words or vengeance or tears, but in the slow parting of two people forgetting how be together, what they mean to each other. Yet still I persist in missing you. Refuse to forget.



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