I wanted the sun rise this morning, and I couldn’t help but feel the goose bumps crawl all over my body. Partly because it was easily the most breathtaking view I have ever seen, and partly because I have never felt more alone. It’s funny how after all these months. I still picture these beautiful moments with you in them. However the biggest tragedy is that you’re no longer in existence. You’re becoming a very distant memory. Like you, you have actually become a stranger. Someone who I used to know.
I don't know why I still write to you, You've found this new little life without me. I wonder if you still think about me, if i ever just cross your mind when you hear an old song. Drive by our favourite spots. I know I don't love you like I used to, but I still miss you like you just left. I find myself forgetting how it ended, and then I catch myself noticing the signs. Did you try to tell me you were unhappy, like when did I stop being enough? When did you stop loving me? I miss everything. I miss our hour long conversations on the way to cannon beach, tofino, or even just on our way home. I miss the comfortable silence we had. I miss our late night 7/11 trips, laying in our undies until we passed out. I miss the way I could catch you staring at me, I miss stealing looks your way. I miss waking up to seeing you on the computer chair, so tired you were so beautiful though. I miss your hands, how they were always so big next to mine and still so soft. I miss your eyes, a...
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