Little memories fall where they will, each an arrow to the heart.

No one understands if at one moment I could be fine, and the next something could trigger the pain and it’s all I can do to keep the tears inside. It gets easier. But there are still memories… and times when I feel like he took my dreams with him when he said goodbye. And now what am I? All I ever really wanted was to have someone to love me, to hold me.

He talked about how there’d be an empty place for a while, and he’d have to find something to replace me after I was gone. Replace me? It hurts more than anything to know I’m being replaced. I knew everything there is to know about him, and now another girl has taken my place… as if I’m just a lost memory that doesn’t matter anymore. I saw him with her… he flirted with her, like he used to with me… I couldn’t move my feet. Like I was nailed to the floor and could only watch the bullet coming. Why does it hurt me so much? I would never go back to him… never… I see him now for what he really is… and yet, this pain is like nothing I have ever felt.

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