I've been finding it hard lately, I've been missing you, and it's thrown me off my game. I don't know why you still have me locked in this imaginary vice, even though you are completely absent from my life.
I sometimes dream about you, in some last ditch attempt to bring myself the closure you could never give me. I dream about us crossing paths again, reconnecting, like nothing was ever lost, but in reality, everything was lost between us. Our hearts beat at the same pace, our minds sync in a way I've never experienced elsewhere. What if, the reason we broke up was just an excuse, an excuse to separate two hearts that beat simultaneously, an excuse that stops us from finding out all the ways we were meant to love each other.
We might spend the rest of our lives, never finding out what we were meant to be, watching the wrong story unfold, a story that should've been ours, not just another chapter we look back on with regret.
When I dream of you, your smile is as clear as the first day we met. It agonises me. It's a beautiful, but nightmarish, reminder of what I lost. I never believed in soulmates, not until I met you. You saw me, in a way no one else ever has, and messing that up will be a mistake i carry for the rest of my life.
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