u/ManifestedPain

I want to ask how you are. Tell you that I love you. That I miss you. Miss us. I want to tell you how I can’t stop thinking about our time together. Can’t stop remembering how it feels to sit and gaze into your eyes. Remind you that your arms feel like home to me. And that we were never as happy as in those moments we shared.

But I am putting aside what I want and need. I am respecting your wishes. You want to forget. You want to delete it all as if those moments never existed. So I won’t reach out to you. I just hope that you know that my silence is because it is what you asked for. Not for lack of loving you.

My days ended as yours were beginning. I was winding down as you were getting moving. Yet we came together. I eagerly awaited the “good morning gorgeous”. I couldn’t wait to find out how you slept. Fill you in on my day. And spend the last hours of it together. And now there are no good morning messages. No kisses goodnight. None today. None tomorrow. And you made it so that I question if they even existed in the past.