I know I called it off but at this very second I wish we were back to when we first met, when my heart fluttered every time I thought of you and the passion was tangible between us. why do these feelings fade? we swore that we would grow old together but instead we grew old of each other. our bodies were close but our minds were elsewhere…maybe it wasn’t right from the beginning. maybe our words were lies and we didn’t know it ourselves until it broke to pieces right before our very eyes. yet, even after all these days, I feel like it’s the worst mistake I ever made to break apart from you. of every passing thought, you are somehow at the forefront. maybe these sentiments that refuse to disappear have meaning. but your parting words make me feel foolish to be stuck on you. I pushed you far away from ever loving me again…and oh, your love was so precious. more precious than I ever knew until I realized it was gone.