“I promise you, sweetheart, you could rake all the drugs in the world, kiss all the sexy girls you’ll meet, drink hard liquor all night long, and dance to the nymphs of the otherworld, but you would never find the same high you found in me.” -Cynthia go // Intoxicated (63/365)
Months have passed, few words have been exchanged, and the silence seems deafening.
So how is it going? Since you decided that you “weren’t ready” or “needed to work on yourself?” How has it been going with you?
When you first decided to walk away, you probably felt empowered and didn’t seem to even bat an eye after you broke my heart.
It seemed you just got up and walked away without even a glance back at me. You just left me behind without a second thought.
It’s been months since I’ve kissed you, or even heard your voice over the phone.
Did losing me pull at your heartstrings like it did mine? Did it hurt you to wake up in the morning because you knew I wouldn’t be a part of your day anymore?
At the time, I don’t think it even affected you to the fraction that it did me.
But I’ve come to that acceptance because, in the long run, I know you're going to hurt so much more than I did if that’s even a possibility.
Last time I talked to you, you hadn’t wasted any time in getting with someone else.
So tell me, have you found a new girl? Does she laugh at all your jokes? Does she wait up for you after every single shift at work, despite her plans for the night?
Does she listen to you and support you when you start to doubt yourself and the future?
Does she show you that she appreciates you every single day? If she does all these things then I really commend you, she must be pretty great.
But I’m going to take a risk here and say that she doesn’t do all of those things if any of them at all.
I’m not saying it’s impossible that you found someone better than me, but I know that I am a damn good woman and honestly very rare, especially in this day and age.
So please, tell me, because I would love to know.
I wonder if she runs her fingertips up and down your chest like I always used to do when we would lay in bed together.
I wonder if she notices all the scars and birthmarks your body has and appreciates the stories that come with them. I wonder if she makes you feel loved and appreciated.
I wonder if she makes you smile and laugh the way I did.
Despite how hard it was on my heart, I know that one of your biggest regrets in life will be walking away from me.
It will be one of your biggest regrets and one of my biggest lessons learned.
I hope that every woman after me falls short of your expectations because I set them so high.
I hope that when you realize that no girl can ever give you what I did, you remember that you had me but decided to walk away.
They say one man’s loss is another man’s gain. Unfortunately for you, you won’t be the one scoring.