Forever, I thought as i stepped into the house, running my fingers along the walls in the main room. We had promised each other forever. Forever, as in, the rest of our lives and even after. That’s what he had said, promised. And I had promised back.

This house, my house, my favorite place, was littered with memories. How could I ever look at it the same way again? That table, that couch, and…

I stopped. There it was, the spot where everything had happened. Where we first met, where we first kissed, and where he promised me his forever.

And also the spot where I realised his forever, and mine, were completely two seperate things; never ment to be together.