It hurts, it tightens the chest.
But it had to be like that, you did everything you could.
Gives a longing for what it was to be and
You were sure you had everything to have been.
But it was not, it is not. It’s over.
The way is to accept the departure,
to keep what was good in the heart,
to absorb learning,
to comfort the orphanhood of this love,
until he understands that for the moment
it will be better alone …
Set me up for a while ☺️
I still remember sleeping with you when you woke me up in the middle of the night with a kiss full of desire.
I remember the feel of his touch.
From the sounds I took from you.
I remember staying up till the wee hours talking.
When it’s rainy day and gives that will to hug someone.
When the day was good, productive and
we just want to snuggle in each other’s chest and enjoy some peace.
When it’s Sunday and we sit on the porch for tea.
with longing for what was and wishing what could have been.
But it does not hurt anymore.