Tragic

Today you asked me to delete all the pictures I have of you. I can't believe any of this is happening. Much less the fact that you insist it was completely my fault that you screamed at me, "I never want to see you ever again" in the middle of a crowd. I have accepted that I will never see your light brown eyes ever again. Or the way you fidgit when waiting on me. But the biggest thing that is eating me alive is how easy it was for you to just erase me completely out of your life. How you don't even flinch at the thought of losing us forever. Maybe I'm just a wuss but I can't bring myself to erase all 295 photos of you.