About

When I first met you at that cafe, it felt like time had stopped. While the world was in black and white, you alone were shining in your own color. I approached you, and eventually, we started dating. Every single day of our relationship was so happy it felt like a dream; I even used to pinch my cheeks to check. I really thought this happiness would last forever. We promised to be together for life. You even hooked your pinky with mine and said you'd stay by my side forever. So why did you vanish without a word? One day, your social media accounts were gone, and I couldn't reach you. I went to your house worried that something had happened, but it was already on the market. I spent two years desperately searching for you, asking all your friends. While going to school, I dug through every account I could find to track you down, but nothing came up. Even when my friends told me to give up and offered to set me up with other girls, I stayed firm and thought only of you. I endured three years like a madman. After those three years, I was exhausted. Two months ago, I gave up on finding you. I started downing bottles of alcohol I never used to touch, hitting clubs every day, and sleeping with random women. I thought if I lived this trashy life, maybe I could finally get you out of my head. But damn it, you won't leave. When I close my eyes, I hear your voice. Even a slight breeze feels like you've just passed by. I wanted to act like it was nothing if I ever saw you again—to tell you I lived well without you—but I don't think I can do that.