There are a million words I could say.
But the amount of words would take up the whole day.
All the late night conversations that went into the early hours.
All the mornings we were beyond tired but it was worth it because we got to spend what precious time we could hearing each others voices over the hours.
The secrets we shared.
The tears we shed at the thought of ever losing one another.
Apparently your tears were empty and my tears fell into the abyss.
You said you loved being alone more than anything in the world.
Though you said you loved me, you said you wanted to marry me and be the father to my children.
Which of those was a lie?
It’s clear to me which one you actually meant now that our love has become so dry.
I was ready to give you the world.
I was ready to move across the country just to be in your arms.
But you weren’t ready for forever.
You weren’t ready to dive into my arms.
I still remember the day I last heard the melody of your voice.
I was such a fool counting the days till I could possibly hear your voice.
The sweet melody I grew utterly and deeply in love with.
But as it seems, I was the only one hoping and praying for our souls to reunite.
While you spent your nights moving on with none other than the girl I used to call my bestfriend.
You promised to not get together with her when we went no contact.
But it seems it was another one of your many promises that were cracked.
I don’t hate you.
Maybe in the future I can forgive you.
All I can do is take it one day at a time.
Unfortunately it seems like it\'s only the beginning of that climb.