So, here is something I wrote yesterday... Just a short piece of work, nothing with a fandom. It's something like a poem I'd say....
There are days,
lovely days,
where the sun is shining
but it's cold outside.
I'm going through my things,
going through my past
and there are snippets from you.
Memories.
I kept them buried
deep inside my soul.
But there are situations
which pulls them back,
reminds me of what we had
and what we dreamed of having.
Things that bring you back,
out of the depths of my soul
right into my heart.
And you are hurting me
all over again.
All the damage you've already done
is nothing
compared to how you make me feel now.
I'm fighting all those images,
all those feelings.
Because it still hurts so much.
It's unbelievable, really,
but you still have this ability,
this ability to hurt me,
even without knowing.
And I've lost you,
not just the dear friend I had,
but the love we shared without knowing.
And it still hurts so much.
It hurts to know what we lost,
what I lost,
without the chance
to repair what was broken.
And it still hurts so much.
You will never know just how much.