Author: Pankhuree Pincha

I wish you were here with me, right beside me like you always were. It is hard for me to adjust to a life where you are just a mere memory.
I still remember the way you would softly touch my face and tell me this is forever.
I still remember the promise you made about staying with me forever and me foolishly believing your hollow promises.
Somewhere in my heart I still had this tint of hope that you would return to me for the sake of our memories.
But I guess the memories meant nothing to you.