There's nothing left of those rainy afternoons we spent on the phone, or the ones where snow would fall outside my window and I would describe it to you. There's nothing there in the gentle way you'd make me laugh.
Nothing but memories, where before there was so much life.
I see you now, and it feels strange to know that what we once swore would last forever...
is gone with the wind.
Like the powder that swirled with a gust from the top of the snow outside, spinning and ebbing so beautifully, yet so momentarily... gone in a breath, like the love we used to share.
I wonder what happened to that, and if we would ever have it back. Would it be possible now, to take everything we've shaped our new relationship into, and put it back the way it was?
No. Not now, not ever. We've got so much going for us, for us as individuals, but never together. We've been friends for so long, and the short try at romance was passionate; something we leaped into.
I still love you though, but not as I did.
That love is someone else's now.
Goodbye, to you.
Leaving Our Very Emotions.
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