My Heart Remembers

Neural Snag
Sep 4, 2018 · 1 min read

I will never forget who you are, even if I forget who I am…

I held your tiny hands as you struggled to be free, but I wasn’t ready to let you go. You and me, we had such a short story. A phrase to fit into the spaces of eternity. Our own infinity.

But I got to hold your hands, and that is enough, — for now.

Were you ever real?

Did my interrupted mind made you up?Are you just a character in an unfinished tragedy? I will never know would I? All I know is that the pain of losing you is unlike all the others. A bottomless sorrow that engulfed me whole.

Was the pain a lie aswell? Where you just a part of a beleaguered dream? A delusion in a world besieged by madness?

They said you never happened.

I guess my mind can be fooled enough to forget, but my heart remembers.

I held you that last time, before you took your final breath. And my heart crumbled into a million shattered pieces.

And I knew.

My heart remembers…

Neural Snag

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