And these squeaky floorboards do nothing but remind me of where you once placed your feet on your way to find me.
Why do these mirrors only give me flashbacks of our reflection in them? The shower still has your conditioner sitting beside the handle, I still don’t have the heart to throw it away.
I leave memories of you scattered across the house and I’m not sure if it helps me feel less lonely or only reminds me how alone I have truly been since you left me.
I sometimes find my voice in the middle of the day, but what good is it if it isn’t followed by your laughter? If I can’t see how it makes you smile?
I know that you have probably moved on, that you have probably found someone else that makes your heart skip like my touch once did, I just hope that he knows your favorite songs, I still find myself humming them when I think of you.
I hope he knows that you bite your nails when you get nervous, that sometimes you forget to eat when you’ve had a bad day.
That you love to watch love stories but hate how you feel like you’ll never have one, I guess I let you down with that too.
And I know you won’t respond, but I needed to let you know that I haven’t forgotten you like you thought I would.
I don’t regret loving you,.. but sometimes I wonder if I would have been better off never knowing you.
- And I don’t know if I mean that... it’s just everything we did together feels a lot less lifelike without you.
You know I can’t respond, but that doesn’t mean I have forsaken all of the nights that perch my soul whenever I stray too far away from myself.
I still visit those senseless conversations that you and I had whenever I’d awake to the faint whispers of the stars. Your eyes would glint with happiness so pure, I’d forget what a midnight sky looked like.
I’ve struggled to find a touch that jolts my heart quite as sweetly as yours once did.
I’ve drifted off into arms so foreign just to find a place that feels like home.
And I guess that’s the hardest thing I’ve tried to do, finding home.
A place to rest my heart after a long day, a smile to place my kiss upon every time love consumes me.
Although I’ve gotten over you, I can’t help but wonder about what could’ve been.
You’ll always be a part of me, how could you not when a piece of my soul is still cradled in your mind.
Collab with @unliquified (Italics) and Myself (Normal)