KaleidoscopeKaleidoscope5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No one said it was going to be easy. No matter how hard I tried, how much conditioning and reprogramming they do, it's not going to help make me forget. It's already a part of me, embedded in my system, a link, a part of me that cannot be severed like its one of my limbs. He is that important to me. I'm simply stubborn to hold on to him as hard and as much I could.
"...I'm glad that you are okay, that's all that matters, you're alright...."
How can he say that? How can think of me instead of his situation when he was the one who was severely wounded? These words still haunts me, a sure proof that my spirit isn't completely exhausted.
My thoughts are racing, yet I can't function right and know what to do to escape from a past that they been trying to make me forget.
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