Our last night

God damn it hurts like fuck.

Do you remember, we wanted to play bowling for date, but it was booked for some corporate family day event. I was in a grey shirt and blue jeans,you had a white shirt on and your red sneakers.  I pulled you away whilst coming up with ways to spend the day. After all, we needed this date night, and i missed you. The arcade was nearby and thats what we settled for. I love air hockey so thats one of the things we did, i hit the puck so hard it flew off in the opposite direction, but you won eventually. I guess. And then we played the zombie game shooting game, god i loved that, i was on a roll, you tried to keep up. Coin after coin and game after game, i dragged you to the photobooth. My favourite part of it was the pictures we took. Animated and vibrant, dripping with passion and love. ------God damn, i miss you. And this heartbreak hurts more than anything else i've ever felt. My heart feels like its being torn apart, like it has been frayed to tatters. Did you crush it in your fist? Did you think it was okay for you to do so? Are you not happy to be with me? Was i an embarrassment?  There wasnt any indication, any trace of me on anything you made public. I was a hidden secret that you kept safely hidden from the world.  A back up plan in case all else renders you in futility? Well fuck that.