You are an unwelcome memory. It was that word that flashed through my mind when I saw your name, when I saw your picture. I was only checking a notification when it happened. One harmless everyday thing that lead me to you. Yes, you.... a thousand of agonies.
Despite all that, I couldn't stop myself to tap on your name. And I saw how you've become. Almost fifteen years in the dark, and now I saw you again. You were pretty much the same. Almost identical with the old you, only with a few deeper lines here and there. Your smile is still the way I remembered it, not that I want to remember it. You're still....
Stop. I need to stop. I couldn't afford to open the door to a locked past. I can't let the flood rushed in, knocking me down to a pit of what ended with tears and heartache. Such long history between us, twenty two years, but the pain feels a lot longer than that.
For some reason, now you keep popping up. Every single story of mine bear your name. It's as if you're stealing glances of how I am today.
Stop. I need you to stop. Before you penetrate my dreams by force and left me unhinged once more. Before you struck a blow to a peaceful life I've been guarding so carefully.
Right now I only want you to be, I only need you to be, an unwelcome memory.
-IG of T-
