FailedMemory's profile picture. Some day, when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around. Say you'll remember me, even if it's just in your wildest dreams. /18+ RP/

Noah Galloway

@FailedMemory

Some day, when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around. Say you'll remember me, even if it's just in your wildest dreams. /18+ RP/

<< lot more, without me in the picture./


<< seemed...inconsequential. Because even now, for all I'd changed, that's all I'd ever be. But at least I'd know she got to be a whole >>


<< person should have to bear. I hoped she'd lived so much and so well since then that when she looked back, it all >>


<< about her, hoped she only thought of me as that stupid boy back in high school that had broken her heart more times than any one >>


<< I hoped she was still smilin'. I'd rather remember her that way. I hoped she'd forgotten about me, the way I knew I'd never forget >>


<< ladies that had come through since then. Her in this...pretty dress, lookin' so much older, wiser - which was sayin' a lot. Smilin'... >>


<< I usually stuck it on my dresser, or folded up in my wallet. Said goodbye to her face every night. Real hit with the ladies, the few >>


<< me lookin' forward. Kept me bein' the man she always wanted me to be. So I'd never forget what bein' the way I was had cost me. >>


<< all the times I'd run my fingers across it. Lonely nights. Or sometimes just the need to remind myself of what I couldn't have. Kept >>


<< I wanted to remember her. The way I...couldn't remember her bein' much when she knew me. It was faded, almost beyond recognition, from >>


<< about her graduatin' college, the kinda news that was a big enough deal around here to land you on page one. Smilin', happy, the way >>


<< little too late. There was this picture, the only picture I ever really had of her... Got it out of the newspaper, the announcement >>


<< what she told me I could be, if I just [cared] about somethin' other than myself. And I cared about her, so I made it happen, just a >>


<< All the things she said. All the things she told me about myself. Things I didn't always want to hear, but needed to. I remembered >>


<< her. She said when she left this place she was never comin' back. And I hoped - no, [prayed] - that she never did. But I remembered. >>


<< well. Seemed only right that now I was the one doin' the chasin'. Chasin' her in my dreams. 'Cause that was the only time I'd ever see >>


<< And I didn't trust myself to never go back to that. To never mess up again. Seein' as that's about the only thing I know how to do >>


<< paid my penance. Better or not, I was still no good for her. I was the [worst] damn thing that ever happened to @BlindedByMemory. >>


<< better. Better than me. Better than this. I didn't let it all mean nothin'. I listened. I got [better]. In every way I could. But I >>


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