and still everyday... m4w
almost made it through yesterday without thinking about you. then I thought, I didn't think about her today...
those days are few and far between. most days I wake to thoughts of you. most nights end that way as well. not that there is anything wrong with my life the way it is. doesn't stop me from missing you. wanting to talk to you. curiosity about how you are is unquenched.
I've told several people about what happened with us. no, not one therapist. just, friends. I wanted to be with you. I made it happen. it didn't work out. it's heartbreaking even now, years later. to have a dream come true... and realize its not going to work.
I'd like to think I did something wrong. maybe I could've been more understanding. maybe I could've deferred. maybe I should've just taken all of your advice. maybe you were right. maybe, though, we never had a chance.
don't know if you've heard it, but there is a song that uses my line about you. nobody's perfect, but you're perfect for me...
maybe the problem was that it was a line... though game or not it was true.
maybe one day I'll hear from you. until then, I hope you've found peace. the same peace I found when I held you in my arms for the first of the limited nights we spent together... you deemed it good sleep, and congratulated me for never taking my arms from around you as you adjusted in your slumber...
I miss you...
I love you...
I hope all is well...