Just because we no longer speak, does not mean that I no longer think of you. Your memory is the first thing that appears on my mind when I wake up, and shake the feeling off that the only way I’ll ever be able to touch you again is in my dreams.
When I go out on dates, I am wishing that your hand is the one that I am holding; entering the bar and showing everyone who is around that you are the one I decided on. That you are the one that I have under my spell tonight. So when you hear about me going out, always know that I still somehow feel you slip your hand inside of mine. Rather than the stranger that I am with just to pass the time by.
I didn’t mean to say that I no longer love you. What I meant to say is that with each time you leave, my love lusts for the chase, and will sooner or later leave me behind with nothing to feel anymore, besides loneliness. So when I say that I am better off without you, know that what I mean is that I am better off not existing at all unless you’re with me.
Our love will never fade. So it doesn’t matter how many times we wish it away from us, because it will never completely disintegrate.
Published on September 13, 2013 19:56