Imaginings of What I Believed We Could Be (Copy)

I crave that connection so deeply.

I thought I found it in you,

but I was mistaken.

And that’s ok.

I miss it.

That feeling.

Is it just mine?

It’s ok if it is.

That feeling, that passion, that desire.

I will always remember that.

I miss the memory of you, and I miss the imaginings of what I believed we could be.

That

Is

A

Gift.

You

Were

A

Gift.

My heart is alight again and ignites my soul to all the possibilities.

And for that, I thank you.

The loneliness comes and goes, but I will always remember the feeling of your gaze, how I felt in your company, the love reciprocated in your eyes, the warmth of your heart moving into mine.

I will hold forever.

I understand what it was all for.

And for that I am grateful.

I didn’t have the opportunity to know you long enough or deep enough to surrender to love, but you have a place in my heart.

And for that I am grateful.

I felt seen.

I felt heard.

I felt loved.

And for that I am grateful.

I look forward to meeting the man who can meet me where I am.

He is a most spectacular soul indeed.

I am alone now.

But I don’t feel lonely.

And that

Is

A

Gift.