HER

Present Time - February 2018

   Narcotize: that was what I commonly stated our relationship as each time that I would think back to it. Our beautiful time together was nothing more than a mixture of drugs and endorphins rushing into our systems. Even though I never wanted to fall in love, I did. I was forced to fall in love with those dimpled cheeks and bright green eyes that somehow matched his unruly hair perfectly. He was the drug that both killed and freed me, and I would never take those months back. 

   However, by going through all of the memories and looking back on how they had all looped together and entwined so perfectly, I was unsure how I was supposed to want to go back to those moments because in those times I was unable to see the damage that losing him would do to me. At the same time, I only wanted to travel back in time to those eleven months and hold him close one more, to let those three simple words slip through my chapped lips without feeling like a love struck idiot. I only wanted to see him one last time and be able to hold him so close that I would never be able to forget that minty, yet manly, scent that mocked my entire existence; I wanted him to haunt me forever. After all, he was the one that forced me into taking the drug that everyone else likes to call 'love.'

Coming Soon: August 16, 2017