searching

I don’t search for you anymore. not online not with anyone else not at all. In the places we used to visit. not at that bench or that swing not that park And longer since it happened, time has passed for us and i’m glad I have learnt however how hurtful these places were, but there’s no more hurt there. they don’t resemble you anymore. i see no more memories laying at these scenes anymore But there is one place where.. no matter how hard i try, i still see you. that certain seat in my living room, seems so simple, yet holds so much dread amongst it. why did i let you sit in that seat? i cant sit there anymore. silly girl.