#11216

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“Being in your arms. It’s the best feeling in the world.”

11216

everythings hitting me now.

It was a beautiful day today but my one tooth was aching so much that I had to see a dentist. Luckily it's down the street. I decided to walk there. I craved for a lonely time. I walked down where I used to take to school. Listening to music it hit me how different a few years make. It has been 3 years since I've walked down that path. I was 19 when it was all over. On my way out of the dentist, I saw his old place. I wandered off to the old area like I used to do after school. I took my first step into the property and there it was, his old garage. It was open. I walked towards it to look if possibly it could be them. As I got closer I noticed that it was a different owner. The car was different and so was the inside of the garage. It wasn't messy like it was before. I walked passed it and decided to take a walk in our secret spot. No one suspected a thing. Walking through took me to another world. The one I used to live in. All the memories I had. All the memories I still keep inside. Then, there was the secret alley. I walked down the path of it reminiscing our spent times there as the sun was setting while the wind was blowing. Just like how it used to be. They had cut down a tree there that used to give me shade when it was hot. I walked deep into the alley closing my eyes breathing what used to feel like the past hoping someone would be behind me like before. There was the gate at the end that never opened. Every time I walked to it, he was always there behind as I turned around. This time I turned he wasn't there. Standing for a minute remembering those memories hurt me. Hoping he would randomly show up again killed me. The moment I turned he wasn't there. He will never come back. It's too late. My heart aches for this lost love I can't take back. This is it. He's no longer here. I have to remind myself that I'm strong. I don't need the past to pull me down. Walking away hurt me. Everyday I hope to find him there. But no. He will never turn back either. I'm sure he's over me. I know he has moved on. I know he has better but why do I still feel the need to see him one last time..? It's over. It's all memories now. Just hoping they would fade.

Even though Julian missed his boyfriend part of him didn’t even want to come over anymore. This whole interaction had him turned off to the idea of it but before he could get the driver to turn around Julian was already at his place. With a sigh Julian got out of the car and lugged himself and his bag through the building and to his boyfriend’s door and knocked loudly already growing impatient of this whole situation.