People can do worse things than kill you. They can love you whole-heartedly, Love you kindly, Love you sweetly. They can open doors for you and ask you to text when you get home safe. People can do worse things than kill you. They can be too good to be true. Remembering your birthday or…

I remember everyway we were. And sometimes I play it all over in my mind, just to feel it again, to see it again, to remember. There’s a box on my bedroom floor, it holds pictures of you and I, dust collects on its top. But when I do glance inside, which isn’t often these…

I found him. And he’s better in every way. Time has passed since you, and with him I hardly notice. We know without even saying, that we found each other. I find him again in every moment, every word, every stare, and I breathe, I found him. I don’t think we could ever forget, on purpose…

I remember us, in every way. I remember us young, we didn’t know then. I remember us a bit older, falling into separate worlds, we assumed that this would happen. I remember the day we forgot, only remembering in brief moments alone. But I remember the day we remembered, we glanced at each other just…

There were plenty of things they wanted to say to each other, but neither of them would say a word in fear of it all coming true. So they stayed quiet. They had plenty of chances to say those things to each other, but each one missed. Instead, small talk made a weak attempt at…