You were my favourite mistake! Since you've gone, I'm dying of fear. Afraid to be left alone… alone, only with our memories... Those when we were happy. Those when you looked at me in love, and whispered my name. Those when I woke to smiling, and laid down smiling still. Those when you were mine, and I was yours. Those memories that wound me now, I don't want to remember! I would give anything to forget you. I'm scared...I have to stay alone forever. The moment it happened, all our memories flooded my mind...
# Favourite Mistake I love the way you stumble over words, how silence pools between your teeth like water you're too shy to swallow. I love your hands when they don't know where to rest—how they become small birds learning the architecture of air. I love the apologies that arrive too late, wrapped in the grammar of regret, your voice a door that won't quite close. I love how you contradict yourself in the same breath, how certainty dissolves on your tongue like sugar. I love the way you love me wrong— all crooked angles and mistiming, your heart a clock that keeps its own hour. I love that you tried and failed, that you're still trying, still failing, that failure has become your most honest face. I love the stumble more than the stride, the question mark more than the period, the beautiful, necessary wreck of you.
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