My fucking god, I miss you.
I went to the park alone, in the early evening, before the sun set.
I sat on the rocks alone, and my mind ran free.
I looked out at the open sea, and I cannot help but wish you were there with me.
My nose was runny from the cold wind, and my eyes started to tear a little.
My god, do I miss you.
I've been having so many dreams about you.
Every time I wake from them, my heart die a little.
I miss the way we would text.
I miss you in every way possible.
I never thought of myself as someone who would take love for granted.
And I guess that's exactly what I did.
I want nothing more than a strong mind, and a willing heart to tough out the rough together.
I'm not saying that you didn't try your best. You did, and I know I was a tough person to love. You were nothing but happiness I never took in fully.
"How can you forget a living human being?" |
I pushed you too far away.
I made you negative.
I took your 'never letting go' for granted and made you want to let go.
I know. I really do.
I.. wish I could turn back time and learn to appreciate your love.
I've never been happier than when I was with you.
I wish we could still talk about our future together, and create dreams together.
Fuck this is too tough.
I don't think I will be moving on any time soon.
You're an act too tough to follow.
You made me believe in myself enough to think that maybe I have a future outside of airforce.
Yes I'm putting you on a pedestal, never took you down from it since day 1.
There's nothing left to love in me.
You have given up on me, and I feel like doing the same to myself too.
I'm not gonna, but it's difficult not to.
But know that if ever you need a listening ear, or a scrawny shoulder to lean on.
Or a hard bed, and a thin blanket to hide in.
Maybe a car ride out to nothingness, or a plane ride out for adventure.
Should you ever need arms to run into and bury your head in an uneven chest.
I will always be here for you.
I am not much and I doubt I will ever be. But you know that I will always do my best for you.
"I fell in awe
with the way
you once wanted me.
I am sorry a thousand times
if the way my lips shake
did not make you quiver,
are the withdrawals setting in?
They say true love is poetry,
but I have not felt it lately.
It has come up in dabs and drabs
and burns like lies.
It has felt a lot like
my fifth watered-down drink
at a busy bar
when I just want to go home.
It has felt a lot like
the silhouette of your body
the empty bed makes.
I miss you weight..
And I miss your love.."
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