a distant memory

the same eyes that once looked into mine with warmth and vulnerability, where are they now? all i see looking back at me is now a distant memory of what used to be. it feels foreign yet vaguely familiar at the same time.

i’ve learnt to untangle most of myself apart from you, but now i still don’t know how to settle into this new dynamics of our relationship. i can’t be around you without thinking about how everything used to be.

i can’t forget. how do i do that when there are remnants of us in the places i go, the things i do, and i see you even in the people around me?

one thing about pain, it’s isolating. it thwarts your perception of it and the people around you. it consumes you, robs you of rationality. sometimes, it feels easier to just forget.

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