Morning After

The night you left, I cried myself to sleep. I thought maybe, going to sleep would lessen the pain I had been feeling. I thought maybe, going to sleep would clear my mind of any unwanted thoughts. And so I cried, and I cried till I was too tired to cry anymore, and put myself to sleep.

When I woke, the pain was much worse. There was a realization that hit me and made me remember that you were gone. That you were actually far away from me. I just wanted to have you close. I wanted to have you by my side, even if I knew that it could never happen again.

You were my happiness, you were the person that brought joy into my life. You were the person who brought out a whole different side of me in which I never knew I had.

I wanted to have you back so much, that at each possible moment I could have to contact you I would take it.

I had become so desperate that I would have wanted to do anything just to have you come back home.

But I knew that would never happen.

I began to reminisce upon our memories that we had together.

I began to reminisce upon the moments when we would just lay together and enjoy the presence of one another.

I began to reminisce, upon the moments when I had first met you. When we had first started talking, and when we first got together.

I began reminiscing it all, and I knew I would regret it in time.

But thats all that I can say I did. All i did was continue to emotionally hurt myself by reminiscing our past together, by trying to piece moments together and try and make myself happy once again.

I cried, I remembered, and I regretted.

And that was all I did, The Morning After you left.