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The feelings reciprocated...
I often entertain myself with the what ifs only to grow sad because you're no longer mine.
What if you were patient?
What if I wasn't afraid?
As I reach for the door, I realize I enjoy the euphoric feeling I experience when daydreaming about our possibilities.
We're separated by hemispheres along with your new found love...
Me, I'm left with memories and empty pages to fill...
Sometimes, you're generous enough to let me in, telling me the secrets you have when it comes to me
& the future you imagined for us...
"...You should have let me know"
Do the things we never did
Instead, we let silent cuddles occupy our time and though they were perfect then
I'm overflowing with words now
"It once was beautiful, but now I have no clueWhat’s left of us?
Time that we shared, always growing slim..."
I'm learning to accept that our timing was off years later
We were granted a glimpse of what could still be...
"I could've made it better...you should've let me know..."