The fact that I once knew every detail but it's all starting to fade away. Our emotions, your smile, what we said, how it happened. I even remember when my heart used to skip a beat whenever I saw you. But it was so long ago, and no matter how much I replay what we had in my mind, it's slowly starting to vanish as if it was all a dream.
Is it a good thing? Probably. You WERE a lair, a player, a betrayer. But I guess I just wanted to believe the man I once saw is still alive. The man who held me close, told me how he felt, the man who put in the effort to be with me. But as time goes by day after day, the man I once loved is slowly moving farther and farther away.
You were once right at my finger tips, close enough that if I put in the little effort, I could still reach. Now it's as if I'm surrounded by a cloud of fog, unable to know where you are, what direction and how far you've gone.
I know that it's better to think that what we had was just a dream, but my heart still tries to grasp onto the feeling of your lips against mine, or the words you would whisper into my ear late at night, or your bare skin against mine; soft and gentle. I still want to remember the things that no dream could ever give me. Love, warmth, goosebumps, even pain.
So as the days continue to role by, I will still try to hold onto the small aspects of you that are keeping my broken little heart together. I miss you, and I love you. But I know I must let go. So you can step forward in your life while I take a step back and replay our memories over and over. Don't bother waiting for me to take the first step forward, because no matter how many steps I take, I'll never keep up to you.
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Poems of Romance & Heartbreak
PoetryStories of love and relationships. Written in a poem-like form, these stories are relatable to many.