In between our loud screams and name calling, I suddenly wonder where all the love has gone? We used to listen to each other speak and now we can’t wait to talk over one another. I said I needed space, you didn’t even try to fight me.
You said we need to keep our options open. I have nothing to choose from, what did you mean by that?
It’s been a hard few days, who am I without you? Do I miss you? Do you think about me? Am I pretending that this will pass or do I feel like this is the end?
My heart is broken. I feel nothing. Is it because you made me strong enough to take on anything by myself or if I am yet to realize that this isn’t going to work.
I think about you. About us. Every day.
I can feel you hold me close, I can hear you whisper promises about taking on the world together.
I miss your face, I miss your voice. I miss everything about you.
But mostly, I miss everything about us.
Loving you has been worth it. But somewhere, someplace we got lost. And I can’t seem to find us.
I’ve been saving us, from as long as I remember. And I think that’s where I let go of who we could become.
The longer I tied knots on broken threads, the more damaged we became.
And I sit here wondering, how do we fix this? How do we go back from all of this?