Dear You,

Flashback

Dear You,

You had your arm around me. We sat on the couch and watched our favorite show together. We cracked jokes and we stayed up all night talking to each other. We shared our darkest secrets, and shared our deepest fears. We planned for the future that never really planned. But little did I know that you were slipping. Slipping away from my love. Your smiles and laughs were fake. But you didn't want to hurt me. I didn't see it then. But I sure do see it now. I can see everything you tried to hide. Every single happy memory I can define when you slipped away. Farther and farther away from me. I miss you all the time. I miss you more than I think of myself. I'm used to all my old habits. Every time something happens I always almost send the story to you. I come home and always hope that you're right there on the couch watching something. But you're not. You're gone. I never see you anymore. I don't remember your voice. I replay our breakup about a million times. I always ask you questions, but you never came to answer. I miss you. And one day, maybe you'll miss me.
Sincerely,
                Me