Remember the girl you were before you met him.
Remember her, with the smiles and grace and funny stories that didn’t involve him.
Remember her, the girl with the strength to get over anything.
Remember the nights when you didn’t overthink every text he sent until you drove yourself mad.
Remember the days when there was no ache in your chest, suffocating you with every breath.
Remember the carefree girl, the one with sparkling eyes and flushed cheeks who danced her way through life, no matter how hard it was.
Bring her back.
She deserves resurrection.
(inspired by Nikita Gill)