All the feelings
You are a reminder to me of the good that is possible. And the feelings of unrequited love at its truest form. Of sharing myself with you. Of you sharing yourself with me. How I wonder what that day would have felt like if we had .. if we had felt each other .. naked and vulnerable.
It’s a strange and beautiful thing to walk where you walk, to stand in the places that hold pieces of you. To imagine the world through your eyes, if only for a moment. Once, you saw through mine too.
ReplyDeleteThat breeze along the seawall it brought a stillness I didn’t know I needed. And in that quiet, I whispered, “I’m sorry.” Because I am. And I always will be.
Chapters end. They’re meant to. But the pages we wrote together will never fade. Our story stretched across continents. We grew up side by side… and now, we grow old apart. And somehow, that’s okay.
If sorrow has a sound, it echoes in every moment I didn’t make right. Know that I have never stopped aching for the hurt I caused.
We will always have our story. And it was beautiful. I am glad you saw this beautiful city and walked some of my favourite parts. The seawall is my favourite.
ReplyDeleteApology accepted. Time is precious. Enjoy the moments to come in the new book.