u/permanent-ink

I've finished that journal. I cannot form a proper conclusion to all the things that I've written. All I know is that the ink was frantic, at lost for words. When all it's been meaning to say is "I love you".

I apologize for the memories I've forgotten. It got lost as I try so hard to drown out the echoes from the empty space you've left behind. Then again, what's stopping us from making new ones?

Waiting indefinitely is agony, I can't burden you with the dread I'm feeling. Because I love you, I will hold my tongue. Because I I love you, I will forget my pain. Hide it away in a box, tucked under my bed.

We only get one life. No matter how short or long it is, I've always wanted to share it with you.