it’s a habit she couldn’t break walking down the memory lane indulging herself of multifold memories that melts and breaks her heart both at the same time. despite that, everyday she comes for a walk down the memory lane hoping one day she’ll find you there searching for memories of you and her.
just when I started to just let the universe work its way and for me to stop plotting on subtle ways to catch your attention… you consistently made it sure that you’re not fading away in my mind. You’re cruel, a bit. Yet I still like you a lot.
You have been alone twice longer than I have been; you have probably gotten used to being alone much better than I have.