I ran after him, panting heavily as I yell for my his name repeatedly.
 

"Chanyeol, Chanyeol! Don't you remember me? Do you not remember a single thing about me?!" my voice cracked as I pour out my feelings. I couldn't keep it anymore, it hurts, it hurts to know my boyfriend of 8 years has completely forgotten about me. Like a pencil's mark on a paper, I was erased with one swift move of an eraser.

He stopped at his tracks and turned around to face me. He stared at me, eyes boring into mine as I wait for an answer.
 

"I don't. I don't know you at all. I'm sorry."

His words pierced my heart and I could feel myself running out of blood. I felt like I was dying, like he took everything of me and threw it away. My breathe stops as I gazed down the numb floor, shutting my eyes close while tears streamed down my pink tainted cheek. I couldn't find the right words to say.

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go now."

I kept my eyes shut, hearing his heavy footsteps slowly fade. He's gone.

And I could feel myself being gone too.

Maybe, maybe I did not really took a big part of his heart...
Maybe I was just a dust to his heart, which could be easily wiped away.
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