pss:erasure.

a/n: wow, i'm sorry. i just honestly cannot write anything other than hurt slash angst slash heartbreak slash whatever. i should get better at that.

pss:
really, i didn't know that deleting someone's contact information could ever be so painful. normally, i did it when i was really just pissed off at the person or we just fell out of touch. in other words, i just didn't really do that often.

i didn't know that breaking up with you and moving on meant deleting you from my phone.

all those late night conversations, laughing about life, crying over losses, dreaming about a life together...

with the erasure of your number from my phone, those memories are gone too.

...and they're gone now.