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I loved the way I loved you.
I guess it made me feel worthy, being able and responsible of loving someone like you. Someone kind enough, sweet enough, smart enough.. someone with eyes sparkling enough to make by face shine every time i looked at them.
I miss the surprise i got everytime you complimented my eyes. A pause, then a smile.. a kiss.
In my throat there is a knot while i write, and my eyes are sparkling as well, only they are watery while wondering if you are with someone who makes you smile, feel butterflies in the stomach and lose your breath.
I remember the album, our album. Our dreams and the photos we had yet to take.
I can understand why you would get over me, but cannot believe that you got over us so fast.
I miss your voice and your touch and i am wondering if you would ever write for us, sing for us, dream of us.
I lately close my eyes and i see you, or your texts. I wake up to the unbeareble reality of your face being just a dream. My brain told me i miss you before i could ever realise. I wish i could bury it a little bit longer.
It makes me angry and i feel like i want to scream "why dont you see me?".. how can you leave me? How could you leave me?
The knot in my throat gets tighter now.. And the sparkles have covered my face.
Touch. Me.
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