Thursday, June 13, 2013

A little love letter, a lot late.

I went to your old house today and was instantly flooded of reminders of what once was. It is the place we were sitting when I told you I knew that my life would never be the same again, and how right I was. Now little children play on the porch where we would curl in the sun, the porch when I'd scream at you and tell you I'd never come back, the porch that I'd stand on when you opened the door and your smile took my breath away every time. In retrospect, I think of all the love you gave me and how rarely I told what it meant to me. As much as we both screwed up, I will always love you wholeheartedly and I want you to know how much I appreciate you for always giving me someone to run back to on the darkest of days when I least deserved it.
Even though everything has changed and our worlds no longer intertwine flawlessly as they once did, I will never forget the elevator kisses, sharing belly laughs at 3am, lying together on the floor in the sun all day and driving for hours to find places where we could be ourselves. You were some of my very best days and a large percentage of my favourite memories. Thank you for being so wonderful to me when I needed it the most. I am so immensely thankful that I got to share what I did with you.

Love,
Fearless with skinny wrists.

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