THE WORST THING ABOUT BEING IN LOVE.

The worst thing about being in love is the memories.

You’ll remember exactly which shade of blue he wore on that first date.

You’ll remember his warm hands, on your arms and all over your back and in your hair.

You’ll remember his eyes, the soft look he got in them whenever he looked at you.

You’ll remember his tear-drenched shirt in your tear drenched bed, your shaky hands, your greasy hair, your swollen eyes. 

And

You’ll remember everything, every goddamn laugh and every goddamn kiss and every goddamn tear and every goddamn second of every moment, from start to finish.

And yet, maybe,

The worst thing about being in love isn’t the memories after all,

Maybe it’s falling in love with the memories too.