i still think about us
thought i got over it a year or two agobut i still remember
laughing together until we can't breathe
running around in the rain
not caring we were like a hurricanewe were crazy
but crazy together
weird
but weird togetheri promised myself i could never love another
for i could never bear to lose some other
the pain of losing the one you love most
not being able to hold them closeand now i wonder
i wonder
do we still have the same favorite movie
i wonder
do we still laugh the same way
i wonder
do we still know each otherit seems like you've already found the one
i see you online, having your funand we text every once in a while
but you can't even remember my hair style
how much do you remember?
how much have you forgotten?because it's been nearly three years now
and i still ask myself howhow did i survive without you
you truly were my other halfwe were more than best friends
more than family
YOU ARE READING
lacuna - a poetry collection
Poetry𝗹𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗻𝗮; 𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻: 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲; 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗽. A collection of all the things I never got to say. All my thoughts and emotions accumulated into one book.