I lay in bed remembering how you left.
I remember your words, and how no tears fell when you told me.
I was paralyzed. I couldn't move, speak, or tell you how much I loved you because at that point I don't know if I did anymore.

I didn't want to believe, but as the sheet of memory falls over e, I remember I wanted to getaway. To get away from you and the pain. From the memories that should've been lost a long time ago.

I do still love you and I do still miss you,... But it might just take a while for you to return that love and longing for something better than this.

Today I have learned great things. Today was and always will be known as a great beautiful day.
Sure, I felt pain and sorrow.
And anger and tears down my cheeks, but it is not the leaking water from my sockets or the white on my curled knuckles that matters.
It is what happened.
For I have learned and seen.
I have experienced more, and felt new things.
I cried and laughed and dropped onto my knees in pain or laughter, not to be seen.
Today, I have learned great things.
Today was and always will be known as a great beautiful day.
For the truth beneath, is truly that any beauty and all beauty is in the eye of the creator.
The beholder.
The crier and smiles.
The ones that know, that today, they have learned great and beautiful things.
That every day will be filled with this beautiful light, and grieving shadows.
Yet, we still feel as if something is missing.
Not the greatness or the beauty,
but the thing we know not of until it is gone.