It's becoming more apparent that you are never coming back.
Each day increasingly playing out more of our story in memories.
I'm surrounded by dates and places where we encountered heaven.
Today was the day, where I so stupidly gave away my heart to you.
It feels like yesterday when we walked across the bridge to Narnia and swam with the mermaids in Neverland.
Remember how you agreed to come there with me?
I pleaded with you, 'darling please come with me to Neverland, where we never have to face ostrossity'
Here we are now with 2000 miles between us anyway, never encountering you again other than my haunting recollection.