“There’s always something to remind you of her.

            “The song playing on the radio. Her favorite drink on the menu. The faint smell of her perfume. Her scarf amidst your clothes. The feeling of her palm against yours. Or how reassuring and comforting her hugs and kisses were.

            “No matter how hard you try to erase those memories, erase her, from everything and everyone; there’s nothing you could do. Because somewhere, she is existing.

            “In that little corner of your mind you call regret. She is there.”