When I Miss You…

 I listen to the songs we shared

Game at the books we discussed

Flip through the shows we traded

I remember the plans we made

The dreams we wished

The stories of our hearts..

I miss you. I miss us. I miss our time together, but on the phone and spent together in person. I miss your hugs and kisses. I miss your scent. I miss a lot of things, but most of all, I miss how consistent your laughs were when we spent time together.

Unfinished Letter to You..

 If I had known our hug would have been our last, I’d of held on a little longer. Squeezed a little tighter. Breather a little stronger, so I couldn’t forget your scent. My heart and soul cries for you. My eyes and arms cry for you. I cry. For you. This hurts, a lot. I’m sad, a lot. I just want to be able to fix whatever it is so we can be together. Thinking of our time spent together makes me happy then makes me sad to see/realize it’s the end.

Let Down

A love that I wanted

Didn’t want me,

Enough.

New Love = New Heartbreak

I haven’t been up here to write in years. Life’s just been moving and I haven’t taken the time to stop and write. I’ve yet to go a daywithout thinking of you. I struggle with writing openly, because I don’t want to push you any further than you’ve already walked away from me.. I do journal more, but I want my words to reach you. To soothe you in what feels like the most turbulent time (at least in my current life phase). The anxious attachment in me has sparked. My attachment system has been going haywire since that ill fated Sunday.

I’d say more.. but I don’t want to push my luck. I’m still rooting for you and hoping the best. Stay You… Always