"Long ago, you departed – a distant echo in the corridors of time. The prospect of an "us" existed only in the chambers of my heart, a phantom tethered to unfulfilled dreams. So why does your specter persist in the recesses of my thoughts? Why does my mind insist on summoning you back, and why do I still care? Why do I ponder what could have been? I yearn to erase you, to wipe clean the beauty of your soul, extinguish your light, and obliterate every stubborn trace of memory that haunts me. I want to erase you, alongside every physical vestige I painstakingly removed. Yet, the echoes of your presence endure, an enigma etched into the fabric of my being, challenging the very act of forgetting."