Missing you comes in waves. Most nights it's not so bad going to bed alone. The mornings hurt worse because it feels like admitting you're gone.
I crave your touch, your laughter your presence. I said I was done crying but here I am at 7am crying on the bathroom floor because I'm sober and not strong enough to hear your voice.
I don't regret calling you when I was drunk and talking your ear off until 2am but God it kills me that you're not the one I'm getting coffee with today and if he orders an Americano with extra water I might just die.
I'm mourning the future we created in our minds together because soon I'll leave this place where my heart belongs to you alone, and my life will go on without you and I'll have to face some sort of warped variation of our future, alone.
I put my ring back on my left hand. I just want to feel close to you again without this aching in my chest but it hurts everyday and I can't admit that to you.
I gave your birthday present to one of your friends in hopes it reaches you and in hopes that you change your mind, but I know it won't come. The damage is done. So here's to you and me and the future that ran away from us.
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