Transivity
I'm still secretly wishing for her to pass away, just to remove any trace of hope that might still linger.
After an unplanned rendez-vouz of some sorts with her, I realized it's finally over. The uncertainty of her moving on with one of her own kind vanished. The only thing that remains is the still image she once formed when we were still together, the rest passed away. I'm still secretly wishing for her to pass away, just to remove any trace of hope that might still linger around.
And so it became clear to me that she's the last one as of now, I'm starting to wonder if she's the real thing. That I was blinded by the illusions with the first one. Or that even such one exists at all..
Haunted by past events, I became afraid that it might all happen once again. This time with someone I truly care for, and that all would be for nothing.