I don’t search for you anymore.
not online
not with anyone else
not at all.
In the places we used to visit.
not at that bench
or that swing
not that park
And longer since it happened,
time has passed for us
and i’m glad
I have learnt however
how hurtful these places were,
but there’s no more hurt there.
they don’t resemble you anymore.
i see no more memories laying
at these scenes anymore
But there is one place where..
no matter how hard i try, i still see you.
that certain seat in my living room,
seems so simple, yet holds so much dread amongst it.
why did i let you sit in that seat?
i cant sit there anymore.
silly girl.
