You’re going to miss the person you shouldn’t.
One night, after you’ve emptied the bottle
and heard everyone tell you you’re better off,
you’re going to lie in your bed
and you’ll long for the one you have no business longing for
and your bed sheets will literally ache with their absence
A coldness no amount of blankets can cover
will chill your soul and crush your spirits
until you feel like you can’t actually breathe without them next to you
You’ll feel every ounce of loneliness trace along your skin
the way their hands once did.
And yes, for a moment, the hurt they brought
will flash through your mind
but just as it comes, the memory of their hand
laying effortlessly upon your hip
will make you disregard the pain and crave the pleasure.
And really, there’s no complex, poetic
way that makes any kind of sense
to simply explain why, and how, you simply miss them
Because there comes a point where the sweet nothings
are replaced with whispers of remorse
as you play back every scene
wondering how you could have made them stay
So in the end, it doesn’t matter if they hurt you
because one day you will miss them
And their sheer silence
will hurt more than their words ever did.