I Miss You but I Won’t Come Back

I miss you

I don't think that will ever change

I miss you. My heart keeps screaming those three words. I do not know if I love you the way I had always loved you. I do not know that I would want to be back in your arms again.

Sure, we had happy times. Times that I will surely cherish as long as I have a heart to treasure them. But time passes. Seasons change. People age. Some of us age like fine whine, and some age like tomatoes.

I think we get to choose wether our lives are like whine or tomatoes. Will be get better, or will we rot?

For you and I, it was always a struggle. We were always trying to pull one another in directions that we not meant for the other. You have your way and I have mine, but I miss you.

Your laugh echoes in my bones, and my dreams are full of us holding each other. I miss sleeping on your chest. Sleeping in your bed. Knowing you were there, like a guard to keep me safe in my most vulnerable moments. You knew that I was steel, but still treated me like an orchid. Beautiful and delicate. I miss that.

Sometimes I think that I will never find anyone who will love me like you have loved me. That is the truth. No one can love the same way as another.

I wish you well. I wish you peace. I miss you, and I pray to a god I'm not sure is there that you do not miss me! I would never wish this chaos on you. Missing someone that you don't want back in your arms is like fighting a battle against your own soul. I miss you, there is something missing, but this void is comforting. Emptiness will never keep me warm like you do, but perhaps in this void you left, something beautiful can grow.

Something beautiful can always grow if we let go and let it be. -AshleyAnne