I wish that we had more time together

I wish that we had more time together

I wish that we had more time together


It’s funny how people slowly fall in love, but can rapidly distance themselves from one another. We used to be so close. Now, 6 months after we’ve parted, I’m writing this letter to you. Pathetic, right? I have no other way to process how I feel.

The times I spent with you were some of the most exhilarating moments of my life. We went through thick and thin together. We fit with each other like 2 pieces of a perfect puzzle. I trusted you with my whole heart, even when we were apart – which happened to be quite a lot. We had a bond that I had never experienced before with anyone else. I loved you. I still do. But now “us” is impossible. We hurt each other emotionally, constantly. Even though we weren’t aware of it and didn’t want to. It wasn’t healthy. Being separated so often took its toll on us.

The way your hands fit into mine and how indulged we were looking into eachother’s eyes – I miss all of it. I miss all of you.

I try to brush away all the memories we made. Every day, at the back of my mind, there you are. Pulling at every string and loose end of my heart. I still have that necklace you gave me. When we broke up, I was still wearing it. God, that hurt. It hurt so much.

I feel like I’m exaggerating everything in this letter, and I feel like an idiot. But you know what they say; “your heart speaks the truth”. And the truth is, I love you, I really do. You said maybe, sometime in the future that we could have another chance. That “I know how much I meant to you”. I really want to let go. I want to move on. But those words have me trapped.

I wish that we had more time together. You made me that happiest I had ever been in some of the darkest times in my life.

I miss you.


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