Iโve lost you, havenโt I?
Wondering if Iโll ever get to see you again.
I understood your silence, I deserved it, you needed time, but now itโs become permanent.
I donโt write much either, I didnโt know how much space you need.
Itโs hard.
I think about you a lot.
I miss you.
Another year.
I still love you. I always will.
My heart found itโs person.
No distance or time has changed the way it feels.
Itโs hard to do this without you.
It feels senseless.
I donโt want no second best.
And so I wait.
Perhaps foolishly.
For my only chance at happiness.
Iโve 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.
Iโm 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.
Itโs not just today, itโs every day that I do, youโre 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 Iโm not with you doesnโt mean I stop loving you.
Rather than joy it brings ache.
But at least itโs 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.