to you,
this week, it will have been a year since we last said “I love you.” I can’t say that it will have been a year since we broke up, because, I could never commit my heart to you. though with that, I still say, my heart is yours. it’s been a year since we spoke like the soulmates that I know we are. it’s been a year since i laughed in your bed, or stared into your deep blue eyes. at this time last year, we were camping in the woods, sharing secrets in a little wooden hut for all hours of the night. I was meeting your family, and crying inside, because I knew it would most likely be the last time I saw them. I hope, not the last time. I miss you constantly, in the deepest part of my heart that I reserved just for you. no where else do I feel the pain except for there. there are times when all I want is an acknowledgment; hi, yes, I am here, you once loved me, you once told me I was your everything. now, I get nothing. I get a dulled heartbreak. you once told me that once I was in the same stage of life as you, we could re connect. that won’t be for another year and a half. so I will wait. until you either break me, or breath new life into me.