The same as long ago.
When one door closes another one opens.
I still remember you and the memories remain.
I have never forgotten even though I tried to hide it.
I wonder if you still remember me or if I even cross your mind these days. You still look the same. Strong jawline,chiseled cheekbones and intense eyes. I didn't like you at first. In fact I thought you were unlikable too rough around the edges. With you I could be my authentic self. With you I didn't care what anyone else thought and felt free. When you went away and everything crumbled I crumbled too. I went back to being the shy person I once was. I became very guarded and closed off when it came to sharing my feelings.
20+ years since we fell apart I have fallen apart once again. I thought I had found love again but instead found more problems. Things were great at first and slowly everything changed.I feel guilty for admitting this but even when I was married I still thought about you. If I saw your brand of coffee you liked at the store I would think of you.If I heard a certain song I thought about the times in the apartment we used to share.You were always with me.I am glad we were able to become friends again all those years ago. I am glad that you felt no hard feelings or resentment towards me for leaving. You just became too hard to love or be around because you were not you.
It was funny that last time we were able to meet up. Time never skipped a beat and I could feel it was still there.I can tell because your eyes told me and mine told you.Our eyes always told even back then when I look at old photos of us together.
I have had a lot of time to reflect and think while going through this divorce and I do think that you were always "the one". Maybe this is why I could never forget you or why I would always smile to myself when I saw something that reminded me of you. You always made me feel like I could be my true self. You always stayed true to who you were where I went down the path of who everyone wanted and expected me to be. Who knows maybe someday we could try again if you are willing. Maybe I can stop hiding and be who I always was meant to be.
I still remember you and the memories remain.
I have never forgotten even though I tried to hide it.
I wonder if you still remember me or if I even cross your mind these days. You still look the same. Strong jawline,chiseled cheekbones and intense eyes. I didn't like you at first. In fact I thought you were unlikable too rough around the edges. With you I could be my authentic self. With you I didn't care what anyone else thought and felt free. When you went away and everything crumbled I crumbled too. I went back to being the shy person I once was. I became very guarded and closed off when it came to sharing my feelings.
20+ years since we fell apart I have fallen apart once again. I thought I had found love again but instead found more problems. Things were great at first and slowly everything changed.I feel guilty for admitting this but even when I was married I still thought about you. If I saw your brand of coffee you liked at the store I would think of you.If I heard a certain song I thought about the times in the apartment we used to share.You were always with me.I am glad we were able to become friends again all those years ago. I am glad that you felt no hard feelings or resentment towards me for leaving. You just became too hard to love or be around because you were not you.
It was funny that last time we were able to meet up. Time never skipped a beat and I could feel it was still there.I can tell because your eyes told me and mine told you.Our eyes always told even back then when I look at old photos of us together.
I have had a lot of time to reflect and think while going through this divorce and I do think that you were always "the one". Maybe this is why I could never forget you or why I would always smile to myself when I saw something that reminded me of you. You always made me feel like I could be my true self. You always stayed true to who you were where I went down the path of who everyone wanted and expected me to be. Who knows maybe someday we could try again if you are willing. Maybe I can stop hiding and be who I always was meant to be.
56-60, M
