Needing to get these feelings out and you are long gone. I want to say I miss the person I thought you were. I often sit and fantasize about all of our dreams, our late night brainstorming sessions. Our talks of world domination and happiness. I remember all the mornings the sun would crest the horizon and our white board would be full of our crazy “Just might work” ideas. We were good together.
But that wasn’t you. I was so raw.. so bare and vulnerable. Yet you were so calculated, so aware of what you were doing. I would have done anything to make you happy, yet it was never enough.
I’m ok. I’ve come from the pit of despair that you so graciously prepared my reservation for hell. I’m ok. I’ve built myself back up. Moved to another state. However the same moon that you said brought out my talent, still shines.
Maybe what I am trying to say is.. as long as the moon is in the sky, you have a piece of my heart for all the things I thought we would be, and all the things we were. But never became.