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   "..was it?"

, he looks over. towards the words that fall by my side. lips curved inward a painful humor. aware of reflected uncertainty in my eyes.

"You don't remember?". the days we'd laugh endlessly, or those long nights we cried? not even the first day we met? or the fights of deathly silence and the resurrecting  sighs?

" nope. "   familiar thoughts pass him like lights through windows of a train. the memories, rays of sun, trying to pass through canopy to the grass - only to reach slumbering eyes 'neath a straw hat-. like the ripped out pages of a forgotten diary -  an abandoned jig-saw puzzle of a promised picture perfect relationship . as the realization sets in. it's looking nothing, anything but, of the such.

"oh well."  the pain, off my shoulder, i'll brush.  the one of losing someone to the past, like having a memory with no one to share with . or to hear a question of why you laugh. from the only one who'd know.   i'll brush it off. and create new memories. so he ll not have a reason to break what we have left
off.

"-sighs-"