Her thoughts still wandered back to when her eyes would melt in his, when his arms felt safer than home. The taste of his lips was now just a ghosted memory and darkness creeped it’s way back in. Still consumed by the fading past, by his smiles, his laughter, their conversations and old pictures. Nauseated by the thought of him, she remembered, He’d promised her a forever. A faint smile appeared on her face as she held back the tears and whispered to herself,” Oh honey! Forever is nothing but a lie.”
The Adventures of a Teenage Cynic…
