It's been three months now. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. I have that line from Bladerunner going through my head. "All those moments will be lost in time like tears in the rain." But they're not. The scars on my arm are painful reminders of all that could have been. All that should have been. All I threw away. They're fading. Maybe one day they'll be gone altogether. But the memories? No. Vivid, clear, bright. Three hours... three months... three years, even? What difference does it make. It's just a Hallmark holiday. It doesn't mean anything. It shouldn't mean anything, but it does. It was a Hallmark holiday two years ago, too. So, I shave. I shower. I get dressed. Every day is another day. Every day is the same day. Every day I miss you.
Happy Valentine's Day.
status.mood(very alone);
status.music(my memories);
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