from the past

it was a simple text message

six words…strung together in, possibly, a weak moment:

“i miss being silly with you”

i don’t respond…

because, in truth, i don’t remember silliness

i remember only hurt

and broken promises

and closed doors.

so,

you can keep

your

memories

i’m making new ones

of my own.

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