6 months.

That’s how long it has been.

Since, I last saw her.

Since, I last kissed her and told her how much I loved her.

Since, I last was with her.

People tell me every day to forget her.

But how do you forget your first love?

Forget someone you were willing to spend the rest of your life with?

Sure, she was an idol and I was just a commoner.

Of course the odds were stacked against us.

But I couldn’t care less.

Sitting on the train, I closed my eyes.

The countless memories we shared.

It replayed over and over.

Reminding me how hopelessly in love I was.

I found myself smiling like an idiot.

But.

“I don’t love you anymore.”

Her words.

It reminded me.

That truly nothing last forever.