Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
"Even mistakes can be wonderful." - Robin Williams
The idea of doing something special only for specific dates, days and occasions, is flawed. Special people deserve to feel special all the time.
Finding it hard to fall asleep earlier again…
It has been a while and im getting used to not talking to you often and not getting distracted in the day.. But times before I go to sleep I realise I miss you so damn much.