1 G H O S T M E M O R I E S

The pair of chairs at the back of the classroom, we used to sit there together while clasping each other's hand underneath the desk. In the park kilometers away from school, we used to be there every Friday after class. Then, I remember the steep hill close from home, we ran up there to watch sunsets. I lost count anymore how many times we did it but strange, how we get the same serene feeling every single damn time.

There are a lot more of our past I could tell; the movie marathons at our best friends house, strolling idly at the shoreline, dinners at your family's happy abode and the list go on.

You and I looked at the future where we see us hand in hand amidst the uncertainty tomorrow holds but as time unfolded right before our eyes, we realized how idealistic we were before.

Breaking up and finding someone new, both of us moved on like none of our memories mattered and none of it happened. I forgot us so did you. It was over for me.

I really thought it was.

Going back to the place where our love was found and lost was a terrible mistake, love.

The buried memories came crashing back. It haunted me and I hate to admit that I miss all of it. I miss us... I miss you.