Honestly I think I still love you.
I know that that may sounds crazy, but I look at you, I see you sad, and my heart swells with sorrow and longing.
Honestly I don’t know if I love you.
I know that sounds crazy, but I look at you, and I see your smiling face, and my heart swells with discontent, and I want to hate you.
Honestly I miss you.
I know it’s been 6 months, but my heart aches to have you close.
Honestly I’m happy with out you.
It has been 6 months of such self-love and enlightenment.
Honestly I always thought you were cute.
Those blue eyes and strawberry blond hair drew me in every time.
Honestly I always thought you were okay looking
Your lumberjack beard starting to form would make my hands reach for the sharpest thing to cut it off.
Honestly I dream about you
I dream of your arms wrapped around me as you hold me close again.
Honestly my nightmares are filled with you.
I fear us getting back together and being trapped again.
Honestly I always think of you,
And I feel so conflicted with so much emotion,
And they are all for you.
-ALC February 12, 2017