To you, the one(s) I loved and still love despite our ending... There are days that I miss you with enormity. You… the things you did, the way you did, when you did. The conversations… the things you said, the way you said, when you said. The love… the way you loved me, when you loved me right. And the love we made… the way we made the love we made. There are days when I dig deep into my heart and visit you and me in the past. I smile a smile for us, my heart skips a beat, my mouth waters and I close my eyes. Take it all in. Inhale slowly. Exhale the past, open my eyes and become present. Those memories are not my reality, but I’m happy I have them and had you. Truth is memories are just that… past.
Present...
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