There are days...

There are days filled with tears and nights filled with restless sleep and mornings of waking up to a simple little thing that just makes us smile and realize how much we’ve missed that kind of connection.

And we can know we knew all along something wasn’t forever and that they weren’t right for us but fuck if we don’t miss them anyway.

And just like we knew with them and the time before and the time before that we know now.

And we may not always get the tidy or beautiful or loving endings we want and still life move forwards and we have to learn to live with the unanswered questions and the not knowing if everything they said was a lie or if they meant it in the moment but then that moment passed.

And we know what love and care looks and feels like and no one is perfect and we all fuck up and still we can know this right here right now simply isn’t right and hasn’t been for weeks or months or maybe the whole time but fuck if it didn’t feel so gods damned good when we were in it.

And I do…