I looked at the clock today at 9:46pm.
Exactly 12 years ago…you kissed me on the bridge, under fireworks.
I did not know what the next 12 years would bring Us.
I miss you so much.
I miss your morning smile, or soothing you when you are having a nightmare, that far off stare you get when you are listening to some foreign radio station in another language, the way you sing, the fires you build, the strength of your hugs, how your eyes soothe me, our jokes, our humor, how I know exactly what you are going to say just by the tone of your voice, and the way your hands touch me.
Why?
Why didn’t you have the courage to fight for Us? And why don’t you believe my words when I tell you things that have happened.
You said you have trust issues. For how long have you not trusted me? Who even are you?
I fell. Hard. Gave you everything. And you forced my hand😔
For the first time in my life….i finally understand why people guard their hearts, don’t go all in, and don’t look for love again.
You were worth it. You are worth the depths of my broken heart. All of You, it was worth it.
I have regrets, but loving You is not one of them.
How I wish we could meet at that bridge again…
Where are you tonight, My Love…how I wish you would find me….

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