Six years ago,
on a warm, sunny day
we sat on that wooden, grey bench,
staring at that well rounded sun
at sunset,
and we laughed our hearts out
for hours,
'til the sun disappeared behind the trees,
and we went home
happy.
You know,
after that day,
my eyes started to hurt,
and I got a permanent black spot in my left eye
caused by that magical, bright sun
and now,
six years later,
anywhere I look,
I see that spot,
and I remember..
I remember all the laughs we had
over the silliest things,
I remember the sleepless nights and the endless conversations
I remember our deep talks
and our drunk confessions
I remember how you understood what I didn't say
and how I felt what you kept away
I remember the powerful energy that held us together
And how we thought nothing will ever break it
I remember how we swore we would never
give up on what we have
and how we said we'll cherish this friendship
as long as we are breathing,
and it kills me
to remember..
It kills me to remember
how we fell madly in love
in the worst times possible,
and how we'd hurt each other
every single day
over little meaningless incidents.
It kills me to remember
that look in your eyes
whenever I'd lose myself
and do something stupid,
and it kills me to remember
how you gave up on me
and removed me from your life
when I needed your help the most
You see,
my dear,
that black spot in my left eye
is a part of me that I tried so hard not to see,
but failed constantly.
That tiny dot that holds all of our memories
will forever blur my vision
and change my path.
