I could not put myself together to clean up the bulk of things that I kept in the store.
It was the memories; memories of you in my heart for that short period of time that we were together.
Remember the time when I went over to your place, and then we started sending text messages to each other expressing our interest? Remember the time when you sneak out from school to come see me because you said you miss seeing me?
It was never easy letting you go; I have learn that sometimes it is always best to let things go in order for us to continue moving forward.
Looking back at the things that was in the store made me thinking. What was it that made us together despite our differences.
I can’t find a reason.
It’s time now, to let it all go.
Maybe you still have a small spot in my heart, but for now, I think I still have space to store things up under my bed.