I miss you. Again, it was that feeling things being severed before it even had a chance. There was so much potential in us that now its taking up space in my stomach where food should be.
I felt something in you.
I regret us.
I regret us so much that I wish I hadn’t met you. At least not at this point in our lives where poor decisions and bad timing were the entirety of who we were.
I know in my heart we could have been more.
I’m learning how to let go of that.
But I still think about you.
I still tear up at how he failed each other and how you let me down.
I hope when we meet again one day, you look at me the way you did when we first met.
And I get a chance to see deep into your eyes what might remain.
Then, I will know and then I will either let go completely or leave a chance for you to try again.
Closure is not just a human need. Its a universal one for all living things.
Even monkeys have trouble letting go of the past. That has to count for something. lol