Watching him leave is so hard. I think to myself that I can't. I can't let him go. I'm not strong enough to watch him walk away from me and be okay with it. Even knowing that he's coming back tomorrow or some other day doesn't stop my heart from breaking. I can feel the pain as if someone's taken a blow to my chest and left me there to pick up the broken pieces. But the only thing I keep repeating in my head is, "It'll be okay. It's still okay. It's okay that I love fiercely, that I expect fierce love. I need this type of love. I am not wrong. I deserve this love, a love that matches mine, that ignites fires, that lights fireworks, that grows and builds and sings like the radio with the dial turned loud. And it's okay if he doesn't love me back that way. I'll live on and maybe someday I'll find someone who loves as fiercely as I do."
-Excerpt from "A Book I Will Never Write"
YOU ARE READING
A Memoir To My Almost Lover
PoetryA collection of prose and poems, some are from Lang Leav and others from various other authors, some are made by me inspired by Lang Leav and other great poets out there to create a powerful memory about the person I once loved
