Never

There are so many Nevers.

I'll never hold you again.

I'll never fall asleep or wake up to you again.

You'll never run your hands through my hair again.

You'll never buy me chocolate again.

I'll never wear your T-shirt again.

I'll never feel your lips brush my cheek again.

You'll never say you love me again.

You'll never send me ridiculous kissy-face pictures again.

I'll never eat your food again.

I'll never hear you complain about the water in the shower being too hot again.

God, there are just too many of them. I'm drowning in Nevers. 

I know that a day will come when someone else will take your place in all of these things, but that's what I'm scared of. That I'll love him and you'll love her, and these things will be even farther away than they are now. You were the first person who made it easy for me to love. I just wish I knew two months ago how many Nevers there would be now. I would never have said goodbye. I would never have let you walk away from me.