I wonder if his new girlfriend asks about it.
I now realize that losing them had caused me to gain something.
Let me be very clear about one thing. You, my friend, were a mistake. And a very common one at that.
I hope you remember all the times you lost your breath because we managed to laugh at even the difficult moments.
I loved you in ways I never prepared myself to.
For the last three days, every single morning I woke up with a visceral feeling flooding through my body as my chest wrapped itself around my heart suffocating what you have left of it.
You stop wondering why it had to end.
I know. It’s so hard to digest. Just don’t fall for the trap. Don’t fall in the vortex of “I need space,” unless you are willing for it to swallow you.
I hope you’re happy. I hope you’re just so enthused with your life.
Maybe I’ll always have just a little bit too much to say to you. Maybe there’s something about you that will always make poetry bleed out of me.