2016
I miss the Skype calls. I miss choking on my words before the inevitable hang-up. I wish I hadn't fucked up so bad and pushed you away. Things to miss and things I wish. They cant be fixed, so I'll sit here and suffer with my choices. Maybe one day, we can look back and laugh. Maybe one day, I won't ache from missing you. Maybe one day, I'll self destruct and meet you in the stars. No matter what, we're still galaxies apart.2018
I'm missing the skype calls but only cause I miss you in general. Still choking on my words, somehow things were fixed in the end. We're not looking back as much but still laughing. Each day is an ache without you by my side but I don't feel so alone anymore. Everytime I look into the eyes of the night sky, I find you there. I fell in love with the moon again. There's no need to self destruct because we aren't so far apart.
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•stardust
Poetry//random scribbles, words of long lost distant love - something short, quick and filled with love//