Wish You Knew



Summer spent at the lake. We swore we'd never let anything come between us. Our souls intertwined like vines.

I don't know what to do anymore, darling. It started subtly, I think. My heart aches with a longing I cannot explain. It's like a melody stuck on repeat. 

Our conversations are short now. I wish I could just talk to you about the shadows that dance in my mind and the anxieties that clutch at my heart. But how can I when you're always just a click away from a thousand other voices?

And I tried to grasp it all. But even though every fiber of my being screams that I should celebrate your joy, there's a quiet sadness in knowing my place is now empty. Like I'm an old record, gathering dust while you're out exploring the world that doesn't include me. 

Maybe I'm being selfish. I'm clinging to the past. But the thought of losing you, it feels like a piece of me is breaking off.

I just wish you knew how much I value you, babe.

Now, I watch from afar. I see the ghost of your smile that once lit up your eyes when you were with me. And in the quiet hours of the night, when the world fades away and the only sounds are the whispers of the wind and the beating of my own heart, I mourn the loss of us. 

The tears I'm trying so hard to hold back. Guess all I can do now is hope that you'll realize what you're missing, and you'll come back to me. Hope that we can find our way back to each other.

Perhaps one day, the wind will carry these words to you. This is my plea for you to remember the magic we once created.

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