I miss you. I want you back. Can we try again? That is what I wanted to say, but I know saying it, will not change a thing. I will still be here, and you… you will be there. Apart. Alone.
Even if we were not together for long, even if you… did not know me that well, I still miss you… I miss the future I had imitated with you. A future that now will not happen. We will not move in together. We will not go visit the place we talked about on our very first date. All the plans we made will never be. I will not get to see you smile one more time. To hear your laughter. To feel your hand in my.
And since I cannot say these things to you, I am saying to a bunch of strangers while slowly falling apart… so much for trying to let go and move on…
From yet another who got burned by the fire also known as love