Memory breathes all those moments that we once share but now are a fragment of the air surrounding us. But I can’t seem to forget your touch. I keep going back to that day when you hold my hand. As long as my memory breathes those days, i won’t stop loving you, even if it kills me....

A love that’s that’s beautiful yet deadly. I stood on the side as you choose her and not me. When I would see you it felt like I couldn’t breathe. You were, are, my poison, the one I need to get rid of and find a cure. But that’s a lie, I can’t move on not when you my sweet poison is my life....

It was the friends to lovers type of love. Slowly his heart had started to love her differently. His eyes started to linger more on her, always looking for her in the crowds. In the end he asked her to be his girlfriend she said, yes. But sadly their relationship started to fall down do to distance. They lived a couple hours apart which cause them to break up. Now months later he found someone new...