Gone with the wind

There are many things that raced though my mind during the week which I didn’t quite had the chance get them written down since I was drowning in my assignments (literally). Ironically just moments ago, between this sentence and the one before, I figured that those thoughts are probably not worth being written down at all.

“After all that we had, which we proclaimed to be so much more than that we saw, you just let a sentence of mine which I wrote in a fit to let it all crumble? Was that all it was worth?”

That was the thought.