for you only // colby brock [SEQUEL: ONE NIGHT] (Completed)

06 》 sweet & gentle

Colby's POV

"Colby?".

My eyes dart towards her.

She looked the same.

The same look.

Black jeans, white t-shirt, pale blue denim jacket.

I remembered how she would always complain about how cold she was.

It was a new jacket.

Her old one is still in the closet.

Our closet..

I kept all of her clothes.

All of her stuff.

It was too hard to let go.

To accept that she was not coming back.

I hated Sydney for doing this to us.

Her eyelids twitched and her lip quivered.

My mouth was left dropped open.

I was speechless; and so was she.

I didn't know where we stood.

The last I seen her was when I was kissing her goodbye hours before she was supposed to walk down the aisle.

At our wedding..

I never got to say I loved her before she was gone.

And it was probably one thing i still think about constantly.

If only we did get married, how different everything would be.

I don't know what our relationship is.

Do we start off fresh?

Do we pick up where we left off?

I feel like we have so much catching up to do but at the same time, I want to just talk about how much I love her and still want to marry her.

About how I refused to let go and I still sleep with that stupid blanket that smells like her.

About how when I tell someone I hate them and I desperately hope that they tell me that I actually love them.

About how when someone new asks what my tattoo means and I just have to say,

"I thought it looked cool"

About how I felt isolated and had never felt so alone.

Alone without her.

About when a girl 4 months and 21 days ago asked for my number and I said no because,

"I have a girlfriend".

But who's counting?

Who's counting all of those lonely nights and tiny meanings to the tiniest things?