Ficlets

And I storm away again. More dissapointment- more pain as I wipe away the tears. I loved you. I still love you. But I guess that’s the problem. I can’t face that your feelings changed. We never speak anymore, because I don’t want to be reminded of how you no longer love me. I don’t want to be reminded of what I can’t have. You’ve already left and the door shuts with a thud. I fall on the bed and cry for the tenth time in as many weeks. I cry remembering how we laughed. I remember how I felt I could be myself around you. I cry remembering the guitar hero marathons and times when you held me close. I cry remembering songs we used to sing. Everything that calls you to mind-all our mutual friends add to the ache and loss in my heart. You’re no longer here and that’s enough to make me curse all my precious memories. We were perfect friends, and if I had never loved you I might not have lost you this way. But our friendship lies in ruin all because I love you.