From time to time
2017-10-04 -- 11:56 p.m.
I will never love anyone the way that I loved you. Not ever.
And that's okay. I wouldn't want to.
Maybe one day I will have the chance to tell you this face to face.
Or maybe I'll just remind you of a funny memory & we can laugh until we cry instead.
I will always miss that connection. Always. People move mountains for that kind of thing. Severing it was like a part of my own body being amputated even though you could feel it rotting away for so long.
But sometimes when you finally give yourself enough room you've got no other choice than to just grow.