Not a day goes by when I’m not thinking of you. Even when I’m sleeping I see your face in front of me. There is no way I can escape you. It’s haunting me. The time we spent together. No matter how hard I try to erase these memories, it’s just not working. It’s as if the universe is telling me to keep pushing. Keep pushing because it knows that there is a whole journey ahead of me that will bring us closer. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow but hopefully somewhere in the future. This feeling of the unknown, not being able to know when the time will come, we’ll finally see each other is eating me from the inside.
I remember the time I woke up in their arms and felt nothing but complete. Not having to think about all of my problems for at least a while made me feel free even though they had their arms wrapped around me. I honestly can’t recall the last time I felt free. Being free doesn’t always mean being on your own travelling the world. Sometimes it means lying in bed with the person you love while losing track of time. It kills me not being able to let go. Maybe it’s because I’ve never felt so alive while being with someone else. Maybe it’s this feeling of freedom that the person was able to give me even though we spent hours on each others side. All I know is, there is so much more to this than what has already been.