I wish I could tell you how much I miss you, or how many times a day you cross my mind.
Every time I pick up the phone to let you know how I feel, I have to remind myself that nothing I have to say is going to change how you feel about me.
So I do the following instead...
- I am reading good books...
And watching bad TV.
I am dancing my feelings away.
But when that doesn’t work I eat my feelings away.
I am deep cleaning my house....
Seriously, deep cleaning. I cleaned out cabinets I haven’t opened in years.
I’m wondering what it is going to be like when I have to see you again
I work out...
Because I want to look good when I do run into you.
I am texting my friends...
They remind me I can do better.
I’m dating someone new.
Someone with similar qualities, except he adores me.
He texts me first. He puts in effort.
But when I go to hug him, he doesn’t smell like you...
Then I go home and cry.
I drink a lot of wine.
I avoid hard alcohol so I don’t drunk dial you.
I hold the Christmas present you gave me and just stare at it.
I wonder if you still have what I gave you.
I’m taking hot showers,
Hoping one day I won’t be able to feel your touch on my skin.
I run around my neighborhood.
I run from my feelings,
But I can never run far or fast enough.
I reach for my phone and try to think of something witty to say...
Something that will remind you that you miss me...
Then I remind myself that I shouldn’t have to remind someone how amazing I am
I stay up late thinking about you.
Hoping that you are thinking of me too.
I pray that one day I won’t wake up still missing you.
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