Hey there. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Do you still remember me? I do…remember you, I mean.
Time can be a very cruel thing. It can take the most loving of couples, and drift them apart-turn them into absolute strangers. I think that’s what happened or at least what I think happened. Sure, we never finished each other’s sentences, wore matching outfits (although…I secretly wanted to, but don’t tell anyone), we were never the picture perfect couple. What we were, was right. We just worked, I don’t know how, but we did. Look, I didn’t deserve the shit you put me through, but then again, you didn’t deserve the shit I put you through. You never promised me the world, you never promised me you’d never hurt me, instead, you promised that you’d never do it on purpose. Maybe my expectations were low, but, it was perfect for me; in turn, I promised you the same thing.
Our breakup wasn’t explosive, we weren’t at each other’s throats. It was mutual, but I wanted to let you know, that I fought tooth and nail to keep us afloat. You can’t say that I didn’t try my damn hardest, because I know I did, and I know you sensed that. But maybe I was wrong, maybe, I didn’t have to fight. Maybe, if I had just stopped struggling and took the time to enjoy what we had, things would have been different. Who knows? To be honest, I don’t know if I loved you or if I even loved you at all. All I know is, what ever I’ve felt up to this point, has never compared. I wonder sometimes if I’ll ever feel it again, and there are times I worry. I worry that I wasted it, I worry that I gave it to the wrong person, worry that I’ve used it all up, worry that no one will ever be able to feel what I felt for you. You always did tell me that I worried too much.
At the end of it all, I was willing to wait for you. I never let you know this, but I was. We may have been right, but the timing probably wasn’t. Time can be a very cruel thing, but sometimes, it can incubate us warmly under its blanket, sheltering us until we’re ready. I didn’t tell you this, but I’m still waiting. For you…for us. Maybe we’ll see each other again, maybe not. Maybe Time will once again and show its superiority and play us for fools. Just know that you’re always welcome to reclaim what was once yours. And although we may continue to age further, you’ll always be that shining figure I always knew you were. Until then, my friend, good bye.
by Anonymous