Let us not say that love left us. Instead, let us say we just decided to let go of love.
That way, when we look back at our story we'd know that we were sure. And that the heartbreak that followed was something we were both ready for. That we wanted to grow apart. And that we wanted to find a better version of love.
Let us try to seem mature. As if our love was tamed. As if it never overflew to the point that we couldn't handle it. This way, when we look back, we'd remember a love that didn't kill us. We'd remember the smell of flowers and not the cigarettes. We'd remember the fireworks and not the blank empty smoke that came after.
We'd remember the harmonies of laughter and not the quiet sound of leaving.
We'd remember missing each other and we'd remember saying goodbye that meant "I am hoping for the best for you".
Let's try to forget that we ever fought about anything other than who loved each other most. Because remembering you as the man who broke my heart breaks me more each time I have to see you with her, with happiness, with some of the things I could never give you.
So I'd like to remember you as the lover who made sad days bearable. I'd like to remember you as the one who stayed—on days when it was the hardest to love myself. You never failed to tell me I am beautiful. I'd like to remember you as a proof that it'a not impossible to love and be loved. That it isn't impossible to change dark days to better ones. I'd like to remember you.
I'd like to remember you as a proof that it'a not impossible to love and be loved. That it isn't impossible to change dark days to better ones.
I'd like to remember you as a writer who scribbled stories from the dead language of the love I failed to see. I want to think of love when I think of poetry. I want to think of gentle hand holding and forehead kisses as if they were poems written on my body, written so many times you won't notice the scars. And that's all I want to remember.
This is how I want to remember love.