I get in my car and drive, just drive. I play those songs that remind me of you, even though I shouldn’t. Missing you feels like a kaleidoscope of memories flashing before my eyes when I hear a certain song come on the radio. We will never be together again, nor do I ever wish to be with you, but sometimes I like to go down memory lane.
I like to feel like you are close to me once more. I like to remember all those times you made me giddy, the times you looked back at me with such enamor. The days when I could still smell your scent even when we were apart, because you were so alive in my head. When we were each other’s best friend and we dared think about the future.
I run through all the compliments you gave me, all the promises you made. The times you passionately locked your lips on mine like you needed it to breathe, the warmth I felt when you held me in your arms and kissed my shoulder, the way your eyes stared back into mine.
I miss the sound of your laugh when I did something silly, I miss getting rowdy with you on a Saturday night and how it always started off mellow and ended up an adventure. I miss our talks until late in the night over cold beer. I miss waking up with you on slow mornings as we sipped our coffees.
I reminisce about the day we first met and how it was love at first sight. About the most magical first kiss you and I ever had. About our first date that exceeded all my dreams and expectations. You whisked me off my feet full force. I had a bizarre idea growing in the back of my mind that you could be the one.
I look for you in the people I meet. I look for your car on the roads that I drive. I listen to your favorite music you used to play. I wish to recapture parts of you if just for a moment in time. To take me back to the times you were in my life and I was content. Without the tainted memories and realities.
My mind goes on a rampant of pleasant memories and I start to wonder, where did it all go?
And then I also begin to remember how things went bad just as fast as the good times started. I remember the times I cried because I found out the degrading things you said to other girls about me behind my back. I remember the times you made me feel worthless. The times you snapped and became a person I didn’t even recognize anymore.
I remember how cruelly you broke up with me and how insincere you were. How you dragged on our relationship because you were in a time of need and tossed me aside once you felt you had no need for me anymore. How your actions never matched the beautiful empty words you spoke.
In the end they were all fleeting moments that never seem to leave. They were grand promises that didn’t amount to more than a grain of salt. They were feelings that filled up my soul but left me empty.