And maybe it was when I realized that I miss YOU that it hurt so bad.
That all of our little moments of affection and simple memories filled up in our hearts like raindrops in a bucket.
To where each careful smile was like a ticking time bomb of when we would finally pull eachother close and find our hearts in the middle.
So that maybe someday, when the roads are long and the days are dark, we would find ourselves grasping at the memories that we hold so dear, so that we wouldn't feel so lonely.
It was like the sun to know you.
Something that would help us see the world around us, to remind us of what we have, and to feel the warmth seep into our bones like tea would on a chilly night.
And even after a rainy day, when the cascades of drops have stopped and the world is still, the sun still greets us to a new start.
Each time still as warm as the last.
Aaaaaaand it's literally 3am when I wrote this, thankyou for coming to my late night heart rant of sleep deprivation💙
