Antares

I guess it’s a curse that the most prominent constellation on our night sky is Scorpio. Every time I gaze the night, there it is, mocking me of something I foolishly cling on so hard. Your memories.

I know even the slightest image of you in my head is wrong. But it was too sweet of a fling to simply let go. Perhaps it was the mysterious nature of your emotions. Perhaps it was the tenderness you gave when I needed it the most. But what ever it was, I could still feel the warmth of your smile to this day.

My only blessing is that the pain isn’t  as unbearable as it was then.