I thought of you today
I thought of you today.
Not who you are now. I probably don’t know anything about the you now.
I thought of who you were to me. The one I wrote long love letters to. The one I cried with on the phone when we couldn’t meet for months. The one who’s heart I broke.
I think breaking your heart broke me. Or maybe I was always broken and yet, you loved every piece. Tenderly kissed every fragment. You had to know it’ll cut, didn’t you? I think you always knew loving me is going to hurt you but you did it anyway.
I owe you a lot. I owe you what I learned about love. You taught me how to love even when it is painful. I hate you for that, by the way.
I thought of you today. Because I think our love never died.