I will never forget the way you kissed me the last morning I got to wake up in your bed.
It wasn’t anything over the top, just a tender, beautiful good morning kiss.
You looked at me almost as if you knew this would be the last time you would ever see me like this.
I think we both knew it would be the last time, even if neither of us really wanted that to be true.
And because of that lingering truth, I devoured every moment.
I will never forget the last words you spoke to me that morning and how I automatically said “see you later” instead of goodbye.
I really hope it is just a “see you later.”
But lately, it has been feeling more like a goodbye.
I just wish I knew if you ever thought about me like this, too.
I just wish I knew why you did it.
And I really wish I knew if this really is all my fault.
I never expected you to stay forever, but I never thought it would end like this.
You have left before, and I was lucky enough to have you back for just a little while.
Maybe we were the definition of fate.
Some things are just meant to be.
And some people are just meant to find each other.
I hope one day you find your way back to me.
And even if you never do, I hope you know that I don’t regret any of this.
I would still go through all of this pain again just to have those few precious moments with you.
I don’t know if I will ever get the chance to see or speak to you again, but if you are reading this, I hope you know that I am sorry.
I hope you are doing well.
And I hope you let yourself be happy.
Please be happy.