I drove past all of the places that Emma and I used to drink at. Emma doesn't seem like that type of person to many, but when she was with me, she was pretty reckless. Driving past those places, I thought of our last kiss. How it felt, and the way she tasted. It was the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced and her lips tasted like her cherry lib balm. It was perfect.
Her friends keep telling me that she's doing fine, but I always wonder if she's feeling lonely by his - Carl's - side. I know he isn't good to her, so I wonder if she reads the texts and emails I sent when the words he says hurts her. But then, I think, was it real? If it was real, how could she be fine? I haven't been fine at all.
I remember the day she told me she was leaving. Her makeup was running down her beautiful face. Even though her face was covered in the smudged eye shadow and blusher she used, she still managed to look gorgeous.
"Will? I have to talk to you about something..." Emma's eyes glossed over with tears as she approached a smiling Will.
"Sure, babe. Go ahead!" He leant in to kiss Emma's cheek, but she pulled away. Will frowned. "Is something up?" A tear rolled down Emma's face slowly and she nodded.
"I can't be with you anymore. I can't do us..." Will's eyes widened.
"Wait... Have I done something?" Emma shook her head.
"It's not you... It's me."
"Oh, that's so cliché." Will rolled his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Will..." Emma's lip trembled and more tears rolled down her delicate face. He placed his thumb on her cheek and wiped the tears away.
"Gives us one more chance, please?" Will whispered, gulping to keep a sob back.
"I can't... We aren't working, Will... Friends, yeah?"
We didn't stay friends for long. Within 1 month she got with her Dentist.
She left so many dreams behind when she left. I guessed she didn't need them. Like the wishes we had made with each other.
Oh, I just wish that I could fall asleep and forget about it all tomorrow. Every stupid thing. Especially how it felt to fall asleep next to her petite frame. Those memories I can't ever escape...
I still have the photos of us on my phone... I know we have been apart for more than half a year, but I can't get over her. I look at them every day, and I feel so alone... All of our friends still ask why I'm not around, but when Emma got with Carl, she completely blanked me out. It hurts to know she is happy, and that she has moved on from me - the one she was chasing after for so long. It's hard to hear her name when I haven't seen her in a while. It's like we never happened. Was it really just a lie to her? It doesn't seem real how quickly she managed to move on and forget about me. I like to think of it as it being Carl's idea, not Emma's.
If today I woke up right beside her, like these past 6 months were just some twisted dream. I'd hold her closer than I ever did before, and she'd never slip away. And I would never hear her tell me that she was leaving me.
That day, 6 months ago, is fresh in my mind. I just wish that I could forget it all. Forget how happy she made me feel. How loved she made me feel... I can't keep stringing on to her when she is perfectly fine with her new boyfriend. She deserves to be happy. I hope she is doing fine.
'Cause I'm not fine at all...
I'm sorry it's so short, but there we go... Please R&R? :)