I no longer search for you in crowded spaces or hope to get a catch-up call. I no longer bring you up in conversations or wish bad things upon you. I no longer have your old t-shirts or letters. All I have left is to wish you would leave my dreams alone...could you do that for me?
Because despite all this, so many of my life decisions are still based on you. And youβre no longer in my life. I hate being this crazy.
And it's not that I regret our relationship; because it taught me how to laugh, love, and lastly I guess, how to lose.
But it's two years later, and I no longer believe that time heals all wounds.
I couldnβt miss you more.
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