And just like that, I was alone again. With familiar voices. Maybe in another life- the memories were suppose to continue. Where I was loved. And I didn’t have to feel like, a single hollow rain drop, waiting to be with the puddles- but then landing on a window seal alone.

Somewhere in the mix of it all, I was alone. With just memories and familiar voices.

Loving you has become overwhelming. I cry to the thoughts of our interactions, neither sad or happy- but a connection I know we both share so lovingly.

You are everything to me. H

I hate goodbyes, and I hate that one day I won’t be able to see you day to day. Right now I just want to cherish what we have and develop more- so that the memories are more permanent, then dissolved. I’m so emotionally attached to her it’s scary.

I hate to realize that the ones I love- will never be able to love me in way I dream for them to embrace me. I can only dream that she’s thinking of me too, wanting me in her arms.

Loving you puts the stars in my sky- but brings out the lonesome on days where you are not around.

Hey H,

My body longes for you,

It longes to be near you- because my cheeks will start to form a grin, as my eyes travel to see you staring from afar.

My hand longe for the times you accidentally brush you delicate hands against mine.

My eyes.

They longe for you in ways the language cannot be conjugated in order to be simplified for others. For when we make eye contact- it is all I ever need.

I longe to hear your voice, as it gives me a sense of comfort and protection.

But I know he longes for you- but he gets to have you, and I only get you in my dreams.

And maybe yours.