Note To Self:
If ever you start to feel something for anyone, don’t bring them to your hometown. Even if they reside a street away, plan all hangouts for a distant town, a hidden cafe.
This way, you don’t have to feel as hallow as a chocolate rabbit every time you pass anywhere you spread your disease called love.
Couldn’t agree with you more, kid. It’s just unfortunate that memories, once fond, tend to remain where they were had long after they are wanted, thereby infecting various locations with the pungent smell of past joys gone awry.
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