I miss seeing you wearing your funky glasses.
So fashionable.
So indie.

I miss holding your sweaty hand in public.
You get embarassed so you let go.
I don't really mind.
My hand gets sweaty too.
Sweaty hand couple.

But what if im wrong?
It wont be the first time.
What if they were right?

I love wholeheartedly.
I love recklessly.
Thats just the way I am.
We only have one life.
And i believe if you let opportunities pass you,
They may never come around again.
I've had past regrets.
I don't want any more.
But what if they're right?
That I'm actually bad for you?
That I'm actually doing more harm than good?
What if I'm a hindrance to your actual mental progress?
Happiness?
I can't stand to have those thoughts....
Specially to the one I love and care for the most.

today.
you got married.

i recognise this
half-full
half-empty
yearning feeling

i used to get it all the time.
from your late night texts
what seems like
millions of years ago

an explosion of
emotions.
all in contrast

still
we always wished eachother
well
in the end.

today.
you got married.

now.
you are a married man.