your image is tattooed across my brain. it blocks my sight of anything else. it's a constant reminder of what i lost. of what i want. of who you can't remember. you aren't yourself. you aren't who you were. and i can't fix that. i can't do anything about it. i can only watch your image and imagine we were back in a happier time.
DU LIEST GERADE
forgotten
Kurzgeschichtenremember me, because we were each other's everything. and all of me is missing, because you keep on tripping. so come back, and please don't let your memory lack. i love you. don't forget you once said you love me too. [#255 short story: 5/9...
