I miss you more than I remember you

Where it Truly Began

November 16th, 2023, there was nothing out of the ordinary during 6th period of English. We had made conversation with each other before. Until I started trying to get closer to you. I wanted to know everything about you: what you loved, what terrified you, what your favorite color is, what you couldn't live without. In that single 53 minute period of English, I had fallen deep into your abyss. Everything about you was intoxicating. You were everything that I needed to stay alive. You were like the tendons that could hold my broken bones together. I had already made the conscious decision that I would let you do whatever you wanted to me. Whether it be eating my fingers, as my love had surpassed carnal. It was a sensation that filled every fiber of my being and burst out of its seams just talking and seeing you. I willed this. I wanted to knit the threads of fate till they spelled our names together. I loved intentionally. I loved you with every bit of conscience I was born with. I had an entire forest inside of me and in those few glancing moments you had craved you initial in every single one of those trees. Sometimes I feel like I've obsessed over you far more than  should've. Other times I think what I could've done to be a better person for you.