this morning #1046.

this morning, i miss you. i’m not afraid to admit it. i don’t know why, out of all these mornings from these last few months, today’s the first day i can admit that i wished things had turned out different. they didn’t but instead of quashing my feelings once again, i give myself permission to dream, space to believe in what could’ve been. room to reflect on what was. forgive the mistakes. yours & mine. take the time to recall why i cared for you, how i fell for the earlier you who i knew, adore the you from before the other you took over. over & over, i saw what i saw. i’m not afraid to admit it. still, what i wouldn’t give to be beside you one last time. maybe then i wouldn’t miss you so much now.