…And sometimes people come back to each other better than when they left.
I’ve been there and I’ve done that
and I’m better and stronger and smarter and also more loving for it.
I worked so hard to try and hang on.
I said I love you ’til it sickened me.
If I had hung on any longer, I would have collapsed.
I would have shut doors that were wide open
and I would have stayed the same while the world grew past me…
I loved him.
He loved me.
I swore I could have loved him forever.
I told him that.
For always, I said. For always, I repeated.
It’s still a memory-
and I remember every second
and it’s not lost love-
it was perfect for what it was.