The Love and Horror Here

The Hardest Path

Writing stories in my head of what could have been
Waking up next to you
Basking in the warmth of your laugh, your smile
Every single day
Telling each other funny stories
Kissing and holding you close
In my arms
Every night
It's not true, but it doesn't feel like a lie
Fairytales only for my aching heart
I loved and I lost and I love and lose it all again
Why must everything feel hollow without you in it
Just a ghost of memory
I love you with all my heart
But you don't love me at all
And so I need to move forward
But forward is such a hard path
To walk alone.