So, I saw a glimpse of you this morning. Cold bumps ran over my spine and my knees went weak. Tried to pretend I didn’t see you, but did you notice my presence? I kinda wish you did, but also hope you don’t. Don’t know what to say even if you just said, “Hello.”
You look like you used to be, but happier, I guess. It was Monday morning, so I have the mood as blue as the shirt I was wearing. I didn’t look fabulous, the way I hope I’d look when faith meets us once again.
I can’t believe after all these times, you still hold a piece of me that you don’t even realize you do. I can’t believe after all I have been through, I am moving on, but I still can’t let go of you. I can’t believe after everything that’s been said and done, I still fuckin’ care.
Damn.
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