Surviving Heartbreak

Knowing You

If they offered me a potion
to forget you—
to erase the pain,
the heartache,
the nights spent unraveling what we were—
I would never take it.

Even if it meant living a lifetime
knowing you exist,
but no longer as mine,
I would still choose knowing you.

Even if my heart is different now,
more cautious,
more beaten than when you held it,
I would still choose you.

I would relive the bad,
every excruciating detail,
if it meant I could keep the good—
the way you drink your coffee cold,
no matter the season,
the way I memorized your order,
your phone number,
your voice on the other end of a long drive home.

Knowing you was never in vain.
It was my favorite time,
my favorite thing,
my favorite feeling.

Because I knew what it was like
to have a favorite person—
to be one.
To be the last thought before sleep,
the voice filling the silence of lonely roads.

Knowing you made me feel more alive
than I ever had.
And losing you felt like dying.
But having even pieces of you now,
somehow, still makes me whole.

—MistakenGenius