I miss the relationship that we had. We were both happy and madly in love with one another. We treated each other with respect, loyalty and honesty. We were always there for one another and we always spent time with one another.
We were best friends, told each other everything and stayed up until 3 a.m. doing so. We knew each other’s secrets, weaknesses and strengths.
My eyes lit up every time I saw you. A never-ending smile across my face that was real. The wrinkles around my eyes, nose and mouth all shaped my face, because of you.
I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. Sometimes my knees got weak, my heart would beat a little bit faster and my pulse would beat a little bit more quickly.
Do you want to vomit yet by reading this?
Typical girl falls head over heels with boy, boy turns out to be a complete jerk. Here we are, writing about him and all the amazing feelings and memories we had.
How cliché.
But honestly, it happened. I thought he was different, just like every single one that comes around.
I loved how we held hands walking the streets with so many other people walking past us and I felt like it was just you and I on the sidewalk. I loved how you hugged me when I least expected it. I loved how you gave me kisses on my forehead and gave me kisses when I least expected it. I loved the connection we had, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I loved how you dropped everything to come be with me when you knew I was sad. I loved how you could make me laugh no matter how upset I was. I loved how every moment I spent with you was never enough. I couldn’t get enough of you. I loved how you would surprise me at my door with presents and tell me that we were going out. I loved how we did new things together. I loved the late night talks, morning breakfasts and evening dates. I loved all that we did together.
I loved you.
I miss what we had, a lot. But I don’t miss you. I wish you were a different person than who you turned out to be. I wish you could have been that same person that I thought you were in the beginning of our relationship, but you weren’t.
They say that in time, everything heals. It does, is it easy? No.
But you need to know I only miss the times we spent together and the memories we cherished. Not who you are as a person.
I missed what we had.
I don’t miss you.
