somebodysomebody29 :
I can’t forget his face,the way our eyes locked in,looking at each other and me smiling and asking what,and he would just say “nothing “. I can’t forget his smell,the smell of coffee,of cappuccino with cinnamon. I can’t forget when we used to walk and he would see that I can’t keep the pace and would always slow down. He liked matcha,he loved it. I can’t even think of his name,I can’t read it,I can’t even bring myself to hear it or pronounce it. His name is everywhere,in the books,the city,the dark brown eyes like a deer’s,the blue autumn jacket,in the fluffy hair of others and the name of the car he has,in my room. I changed everything about my life,my room,my thinking and clothes and hair. I hid the perfume I even used to wear. And after everything,my thoughts keeps coming back to him,to his smile,plumpy lips,and warm safety hugs..
2026-09-04 08:28:08