13 Messages

13 messages.

not 1 or 2...13 messages.

13 messages that weren't erased. 13 messages that were left in my inbox. No, they were not left in a single day. They weren't left in a weekend. They were left through a decent amount of time but 13 messages I could not erase. 13 messages that still haunt me, no, taunt me is a better word. 13 messages that I listened to that made me laugh, made me reminisce, made me miss you when in fact lately I haven't.

13 messages...

What am I suppose to do?

Why does it move me so much still?

Is it because I'm lonely?

Is it because I still care?

13 messages...

I should erase.

I should delete.

I should not have.

I should not listen to.

but I did.

13 messages...

I can't delete.

I can't erase.

I can't because its the only thing I can hold on to right now.

13 messages...

That remind me you don't call as frequently as you used to.

That remind me of how much you once cared but you don't anymore.

That remind me of a time in my life I can say I was honestly happy.

That remind me that I didn't have to pretend to be someone else.

13 messages...

Frustration

Sadness

Remorse

Anger

Pity

Loss

joy

completeness

Frustration

Sadness

Remorse

Anger

Pity

Loss

13 messages...