#6

“i should've never let you go,” he said as he stared at the distance with a pained look on his face.

i swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to keep my tears at bay.

“yeah, you shouldn't have,” i said, barely a whisper.

he turned and was about to say something but i don't let him start,
“but you know what? i'm glad you did. cus now i get to know what love really feels like. what it feels like to be loved and not just being used, like i was with you. so i guess i should thank you after all, huh?”

i laughed and it tastes just a bit bitter.

deep down, i'm fighting with every fiber in my body to not go over where he is and hug him, cus i know i'll lose it. i know it'll bring back memories and i'm still not fully ready for that.

cus no matter how much he has hurt and ripped me apart, he'll always have a place in my heart.

— people say that means they're your first love, so i guess you were mine