i miss you...

he's sleeping in my bed right now...

and i'm thinking about you, while our songs are playing. they weren't really officially decidedly selected to be "ours"... but to me they've become ours, and ultimately remind me of you, the way you made me feel, the way you understood me, the way the sky looked when i'm with you. the power of love. real love.

i'm not in love with him. and i don't think i can be.

i'm missing you. and i really hope that... while we were going through the motions of new love, fresh, new love, that you felt the same way about me. in a way, to validate that what we had was real. was true. that we fell in love with each other simultaneously.

i've accepted that love can change, and that we can fall out of love. i understand. i've come to terms with the fact that you've fallen out of love with me. and... in retrospect, i've falled out of love with you at some point too. i probably just wouldn't admit to myself.

but anyways, i'm missing you right now. you've made me feel like no one's ever made me feel. and bless the day that some one, anyone, can make me feel like that again. i don't lose hope, and you should know that. don't feel bad for me, i landed on my feet first, and will walk in confident strides onward.

but right now, i'm missing you.

i wish you well, i wish you success, i wish you peace.

i wish you love.

love.