Hi there. I've been waiting patiently for you.
I've gone through every heartbreak imaginable, I've been good and tried not to break anyone's heart - or at least I try to. I've been working on myself to make sure that I'm the best version of me for you. I've been working on my career so that I'm busy during my wait.
Yet I can't help it - I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop thinking about the kids we'll have, how in love we will be, how it will all feel so amazing, all-consuming, like our hearts will burst any minute now. I can't wait to have week-long conversations with you, walking around town and talking about non-sense.
I'm so sick of getting my heart broken over and over again in my wait for you. Because truth be told, I don't know where you are now, or when you're gonna get here, so in between, I've been trying to find some recipient of all this love that I have and want to give and share. Maybe I've been looking in the wrong places, I don't know. But all I know is this - when you get here, we will defy anything that we've both ever felt, and it will feel like home.
Monday, August 26, 2019
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
It's 8:51PM and I'm feeling poetic.
Dear You,
Have you ever had those days when you just felt like the world could have been an empty abyss, and it would feel the same? Or those days when you wake up and it could be the same day over and over again and it didn't matter? Those are mostly my days these past few weeks. And by past few weeks I mean since New Year. I try not to be superstitious, but I'll have to admit, the start of the year wasn't very encouraging.
I wish you were here now, listening to my endless rants and telling me that things will be okay. We both know you have no way of knowing if things will indeed be okay, but just hearing you tell me it will be, seems to make things better.
I miss you. No, wait. I don't miss you - that means that you're not here with me. I love you. That means that you will always be with me, no matter where you are or what happens. That means that you live on in my heart, and that your memory will always be alive within me.
I hope you're doing fine wherever you are.
Have you ever had those days when you just felt like the world could have been an empty abyss, and it would feel the same? Or those days when you wake up and it could be the same day over and over again and it didn't matter? Those are mostly my days these past few weeks. And by past few weeks I mean since New Year. I try not to be superstitious, but I'll have to admit, the start of the year wasn't very encouraging.
I wish you were here now, listening to my endless rants and telling me that things will be okay. We both know you have no way of knowing if things will indeed be okay, but just hearing you tell me it will be, seems to make things better.
I miss you. No, wait. I don't miss you - that means that you're not here with me. I love you. That means that you will always be with me, no matter where you are or what happens. That means that you live on in my heart, and that your memory will always be alive within me.
I hope you're doing fine wherever you are.
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