I want to go to a deserted beach with you and hold your hand. Watch the sun rise and set, write our names on the sand. I want to see a movie with you and play the part where the boy and the girl kiss for the first time and butterflies flew. I want to write you a letter and tell you how awesome you make me feel.
I miss you when we’re together. I see you everyday and I miss you. You’re with me but my heart continues to long for us. I miss you and I miss us.
I remember when you used to go after me when I’m pretending to leave. You never let go. We never let go. Slowly, now, you’re slipping farther and farther away. I can feel you numbing. I can feel us dying.
I want to dream a dream that would take me back two years ago when you and I were an envied team. You promised to hold me forever. We promised to stay.
I want to go to a deserted beach and shout your name. But it will remind me of how much we shout at each other.
I want to see a movie and play the part where one of us will start talking. But it will remind me of how we make conversations suddenly difficult.
I want to write you a letter and tell you how much I am hurting. But it will remind me of how we use words to deliberately hurt each other.
You never failed to surprise me. Take us back to the way we were.











Nice ending! Just not used to reading sadness from you.