Love kills slowly.

You’re gone. It’s simple. Life is full of farewells, and we must learn to accept and move on. So why is it so hard to let you go? I’ve been keeping you in every part of my being. Idiot, this is what I am, for not realizing that it’s time to say goodbye. You won’t come back, but it’s like all the memories of what was said between us is impossible to erase. I can do nothing but wait for time to heal the wounds in my chest where, a long time ago, there was a heart.