If we could have gotten over the wounded egos and the bruised pride in order to face the issue head on that we were scared. Because it happened so fast that it made it seem like this was going to fizzle just as quickly.
Thank you for showing me how I shouldn’t be treated.
“Do not cry when you enter her. Do not show anger when you bite her neck. Be tender when you hold her down. Be sweet when you turn her over. Remember every second of her.”
I hope you know I’ll never regret you. I’ll never look back on my life and close my eyes to our memories. I will never wish you didn’t exist. You were my first love, and quite possibly the love of my life. You were everything to me once. And so, you will be something to me always.
We’ve since graduated and returned to new and old homes. Our lives have continued without us holding the same town as common denominator in our friendship. To my college friends who now live across the world: I miss you.
One of the worst feelings in the world is when you’re looking at someone with so much passion and that person is standing there unaware of your existence, how can someone be so close yet so far?
This is where I leave your secretiveness and your inability to say how you feel. Your disregard for my emotions, and the disrespect towards my persona. This is where I leave our chemistry.
Your calm held back my storms and your wisdom cured my insanity.
I’m sorry and thank you. These are the only words that mean anything when you are dying. Once you tear it all away, get to the core of what your life meant, all that is left is gratitude and apologies.
I never got to ask you what you were afraid of, what your dreams were, if you were happy.