I erased your memories and along with them left the colours of my mind. I realised today that it’s been a while I wrote anything. The truth is – it’s been a while I had wanted to write anything. I think this is the end of “us”. It’s strange because all I ever wanted is someone whom I can communicate to. And you were someone to whom I used to open up like a child; happy and unassuming. But it’s alright. I understand you have your own priorities and listening to my trivia isn’t one of them.
