if i had known. if i had known it was going to be our last night together i would've tried harder. i would've made it sweeter, lighter, happier. i would've smiled more, judged less. i would've kissed you more deeply and loved you more passionately. i would've insisted on not being too tired to make love. so many things i would've done if i had known. but i guess that's when happens when good things come to end. they just...end. no climax, no one last hoorah, no finale. just emptiness and space. and tomorrow morning ill wake up a different woman. the sheets still smell like you. the roses you gave me are still on the living room table. if i had known that would be the last time i hugged you i would've held you closer, held you tighter. in my heart i want to wake up and pretend that all of this didn't happen. that we were still in love. were we? who the fuck knows. i just know this is not what i wanted. waking up empty, cold, alone. again. thanksgiving. again. like seriously fuck this holiday, it's starting to remind me of all the things i'm not thankful for. i find myself closing my eyes and imagining you coming back to me, saying that you still care about me and miss me and want me. saying that you still find me attractive, looking at me with those love sick eyes. i wonder what my birthday present was. guess ill never know. i also know it's going to kill me every time i drive up to your building to tutor your neighbor. and ill stare up at the window longingly like romeo did for juliet. ill sit in my car and wait, hoping that maybe ill run into you on your way out. ill be wandering what crosses your mind when you see my car. you asked me how you can miss someone when they've only been gone a few hours. sweetie it's been 3 hours and i miss you more than i ever have before. what happened to me, to us, what happened to falling in love, staying up late, never getting enough of each other. what happened to love, to never giving up, to second chances. what happened to a boy who likes a girl and became a man to win her heart. what happened to walks to the grocery store, yogurtland, making dinners. what happened to all day sex-athons and snuggling. god just what happened to us. if i had known sweetie that this was the end, if i had any inkling this was coming. i wouldn't have let you go.
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