I Thought I Loved You

I thought I loved you

And then you left

And I realized I most definitely did

~Always a little too late~ T.R.

If I asked you to kiss me

would you do it?

Do not pretend to be shocked because we both know you felt it too. Went through it all just like I did. Even if it all happened so quickly. Too quickly. The falling in love. The falling out of it.

If I asked you to kiss me, would you do it?

Rest your hand behind my ear, lean down a little farther than comfortable because youd have to. Just like I always imagined you would. Right in front of the door you met me at everyday. Without fail. To try. And try again. Where I would tell myself it was over until you showed. And i would find myself trying too. Because you made me want to.

If i asked you to kiss me, would you do it?

Call it...closure or whatever you need to be at peace with yourself when we touch but some part of me needs it. And i think you do too. Because why else can neither of us seem to ever let go? I think it is because the peices of the us that are still in love are rioting inside us. Refusing to die because they know knew we could have been something beautiful. And i know, that we do not have that kind of time anymore but

If I asked, would you kiss me?

For you. For me. For the us that was. For the us that is, still, in love, despite everything.

Would you kiss me?

Acknowledge everything we never had the chance to be?

Would you kiss me?

If I aksed?

Just because I asked?

When you notice the dozens of likes, just know that 1. Yes I have been at this a while, 2. It is your fault for writing so captivatingly, 3. I adore every thing you have written and will continue to bombard you with likes. Have a great day.

I--i'm crying? Not even joking im in the cafeteria trying to discretely dab at tears. Thank you. Holy crap. This means so much to me...honestly. Its nice to have people like my pieces but to have someone take the time to tell me or have the dedication or enjoy my work enough to come back consitantly, it means the world. Thank you. So so so much. Wow for a writer im not being very eloquent. Thank you. 💞

excuse*

~T.R.

~Saturday Afternoon Reflections ~ T.R.

When the shooting star is gone and the night is dark again, all you have left to hold on to is the faith that your wish was heard

~Excuses for missing you