Never thought I would be in this position. Remembering every touch, every single word. How

my heart always raised when I looked into your eyes. Our sharing of cigarettes and serious talk.

Laughter. Kisses. Hugs. Your hands around my body when spooning. Your smell.

For the past seven months, my world has been revolving around you. Even though your world

didn’t seem to have anything to do with me in it during this time, until yesterday. Telling me

that you have to fix things, that you’re not perfect-but you’re willing to try, how you are longing

for my hugs. Ending the conversation with me asking where you are-without an answer. Texted

you this morning, asking if your night had been a bit hazy-no answer.

You have been making my mind go crazy for seven months, still are. With this being the worst

time ever. I want you, I want to try. Me standing here with my hands down, ready to take the

punch. I want to know if you’re willing to try, or if these precious times together for me, have

been nothing but a good way to spend a few hours for you. Let me know, the sooner the better.