words i cant say

Do you miss me?

His pov

Burning balls of luminous light scatter across sky. When I look at them it reminds me of you, and I wonder that if maybe your looking at them right now too.

Warm yellow glowing across your skin as the light reflects on your pretty face, oh how I can just imagine it, picture it, dream of it. Yet all of these things are anything other than real, but in my head.

Dark images mix with memories, fighting for dominance in my mind, twisting deeply around my brain. Yet I can't seem to push them away like I used to, even if I hide from it, it still haunts me. 

It still hurts me.

How I wish it could be real again, and not just a blurry vision like fantasy.

How I wish we could be real again.

Maybe you are looking up right now, but you're not here to look with me. There's one star that glares more than all the others, and I know that's your favourite. I watch it gently, imagining your voice telling me about it.

I remember how you said it was beautiful and I was confused, I didn't understand how anything could be more beautiful than you. You didn't think that though.

You pointed out all of these flaws that you saw in yourself, yet I couldn't see them. They were invisible to me, invisible to everyone but you.

So I'm hoping that somewhere out there you're looking at them too, thinking the same things that I am.

Do you miss me?

Did you love me?

These questions echo in my soul, repeating over and over again, igniting the distant memory of you.

It burns me.