Maybe one day I won’t have to miss you. Because you’ll be here.
I am so sorry.
I ache so sweetly, for all the untouched places, for all the lips
I haven’t yet kissed.
All I ever did was love you with all my heart.
I hung onto the words you said, The promises you made but didn’t understand then, The future we spoke about; One you no longer want to be in.
I miss you when I hop in my car and strap in my seatbelt. I miss you right before I close my eyes and fall asleep. I miss you at 4AM.
“Your sister overdosed baby” is what I heard my father say, my heart shattered, it ached, and my world went grey.
“I miss you even when I’m not horny.”
It is in callous words, disinterested gazes, and kisses empty of desire that I miss you the most.
I can’t unlove you like you’ve unloved me.