I’ve lost you, haven’t I?
Wondering if I’ll ever get to see you again.
I understood your silence, I deserved it, you needed time, but now it’s become permanent.
I don’t write much either, I didn’t know how much space you need.
It’s hard.
I think about you a lot.
I miss you.
Another year.
I still love you. I always will.
My heart found it’s person.
No distance or time has changed the way it feels.
It’s hard to do this without you.
It feels senseless.
I don’t want no second best.
And so I wait.
Perhaps foolishly.
For my only chance at happiness.
I’ve been missing you extra hard recently.
I just wanted to let you know.
Photographs turn tears of happiness into tears of sadness within the beat of an aching heart.
I’m lost without you.
Time is no healer, but rather a jailer.
Love still rings true. Always, for you.
On this day that is yours, I lay thinking of you, wishing you all the best.
It’s not just today, it’s every day that I do, you’re in my heart and my mind without rest.
Waiting to wake up from this dream or to go back in time, to the days when by your side I felt blessed.
Two years on and my heart still misses you.
Just because I’m not with you doesn’t mean I stop loving you.
Rather than joy it brings ache.
But at least it’s a reminder of our love once shared.
Here for you, always.
I miss you deeply, love of my life.
A year on, and the dip that became a splash still has my heart gasping for air.
The tides of your being, body and soul, pull me deep into waters in which I struggle to float.
Engulfed forever by every drop of your ocean.
Sink, sank, sunk.