I know.
It’s just that almost six months had passed since then so there’s no fuss about me remembering everything at all. C’mon! I’m not emotionally converged into that past auroras that should be in fact washed out from the roots down to the very tips of my hair (not to mention split ends). Haha! In either ways I am still attached not because I still have feelings, but it’s due to the fact that the most ravaged, atrocious and regretful memories inculcated and devoured me for quite some time before realization came within my senses. It doesn’t matter though, whether I had moved on or not because in the first place between these existing realities, I really had. So what’s the point of teasing me and constantly reminding me of the tempting oblivion of the past when deep inside my heart the dormant feelings are not grating for the desires of company anymore? Oh cut it out! It’ll never work this time and until the persisting future. “No-no”, I assure you. Did you get it?
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