Why can't i let go of you?

changing, but for you.

staying away, but for you.

you said, ‘tboy hot girl summer’ and I pray, that doesn’t mean you embrace being single.

because you’re not.

you’re mine.

you’re mine and I’m yours.

you promised. you fucking promised.

I wonder if you still have our pictures up on your wall. or the corkboard. with our keychains and photos and pins and memories.

or your phone; or if you’ve wiped your phone clean of our pictures. (but you can’t have, your venmo is still-) I wonder what my nickname is now on apps. is my discord still ‘my love?’ am I still saved under a heart in your phone? (I have to be-) because you are.

there is no universe where your name, in my eyes, is not said whispered in love, in lust, with a heart trailing behind it.

I wonder if you still look at me and think I’m beautiful. because you are still the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen. you are still gorgeous to me and alwyas will be. I wonder if I’m pretty to you.

or if that died the minute you left.

I wonder if you’re putting any of our pictures up when you’re moving into your new apartment.

I wonder if you tore my face off the walls or if you pulled them off gently to put back up. Later.

I hope you didn’t.

I wonder if you’ll put anything up that has my face on it, ever again. I wonder if seeing nothing from me for the next foreseeable future will make me a hole in your life. Will you come to me to fill it? Or will you grab a shovel?

i'll be good , i promise ill be good.

you told me i was good.

i promise, i can be good.

Last updated on:2026-05-13T19:24:35+05:30