The first time I realized that I could love you enough to break me, lightning split the sky.
How’s that for a sign?
But i did not let myself love you.  
I have missed the you that wanted me for long enough; you can either miss the me that wanted you or not, but it doesn't matter.
I will want myself -
I will want better for myself.
This morning when I woke, I could swear for a split-second that you were next to me.
I could have sworn I turned around to see you waking up, giving me a sleepy smile and pulling me close.
The sky was pale with the clouds that hung with their tears.
I hope those were tears of joy.
I still dream of you/
The memories still haunt me. Sometimes they’re so strong that they hit me like a brick.
I could still remember how you held my hand.
What your embrace felt like. What your smile looked like.
I could write you a thousand letters and none would really repeat how I feel towards you.
You know that. But I am unsure if there are any words left in me for you.
It feels like I have said all that I could possibly want or need to say in this way.
I could swear that your story is etched in my skin; you fill me with purpose - you were my purpose. My heart carries a profound ache for you