Things do not hurt as much as they used to since the terrible day we broke up.
But no matter how much time passes or how much better I seem to be, one thing that remains constant is the way a picture, a song, or even your name hears me, so quickly bring back to the moments that were shared between us. Sometimes I wonder if a part of me will always love you, but maybe that’s okay too.
Because on most days, I’m actually pretty sure I could say I’m “moved on”, but then there are moments when my heart is still clinging to you. Honestly, a part of me will always have a place of love just for you.
Looking at pictures of us no longer makes me cry, but leaves a bittersweet feeling. A feeling that is filled with so much happiness that I may experience this love once again. But also an empty feeling, a feeling where I wonder if I’ll ever feel that way again for someone.
No matter how much time passes, if you need me, I will always be there. No matter where I am in my life, I firmly believe that I would drop everything if you needed me.
You always seem to have me in your power somehow.
No matter how good everything else in my life is to hear from you, it always throws me back a few steps.
The passion and the spark may no longer exist between us, but I do not think that means that my love for you has completely disappeared. In a way, I’m even scared because I’m worried she might come back so fast, in a matter of seconds.
Maybe because you were my first real, mature lover. Maybe because I gave you so much just to lose it in seconds. Maybe it’s the special feeling you gave me, a feeling I’d never felt before.
For whatever reason, it was not easy to let you go. Even on those days when the love for you seems so far in the past, I still keep a piece of you with me.
But maybe that’s normal. Maybe it is normal for every love to leave its mark. And maybe that’s exactly how it should be.