My Past Love

We talked a lot.
We had dreams.
I prayed for you like you were everything.
I still think about you—that’s no lie.
I miss you, too.

I’m sorry you didn’t have a good family.
But I hope I helped.
I loved you. Maybe I still do.

We talked about kids and movies.
Your favorite color— Is it still yellow, like the middle of daisies?

How did your birthday go?
I hope it went well.
I truly miss you.

I cried just last night,
Thinking about what we might have been
If I wasn’t in the position I was in.

I really do need you.
But everything happens for a reason,
And I trust the One above.

So if we are really soulmates,
Then we will meet and fall in love
Just like we did when we were kids.

Like it’s 4 a.m. again,
And we fall asleep miles apart
But at the same time every day.

Because pain is distance, like you said.
I’m still holding onto that.

Even if there’s a chance you’ve already found someone
Better than me—
Someone who can make you happier—
I hope you’re happy.
I pray you’re safe.

And if that means you never find me again,
Then I’ll keep writing.
And I’ll title it every time:

My Past Love
Because the past was a good time.