I miss you.
Not a day goes by I don’t beat myself up for not showing you the love you deserved. You were so unbelievably beautiful, inside and out, and not once did I say “Hey, I like your outfit today!” or “I love what you’ve done with your hair!”
Two classes. Two fucking classes, in two years. It may not seem like much, but it was daily for, what, like 2 and a half months over the summer, and then 4 days a week since September, up until the end of October…
I should have loved you more. I wish I could have taken your place. Sure it’s by no means the loveliest of circumstances, but you are the loveliest girl I’ve ever known.
Maybe in a few months, years, lifetimes-I will convince myself that I was just overreacting, or that it always hurts the first time.
But no. I know. In my mind, my heart. You always have been, and continue to be, my angel, and the loveliest of them all.
Kissing the sunset every night with you