I remember, back when we started out…we went swimming, and we had lots of fun. Then you had an idea, and you looked at me, and asked, “Do you want to go to Promontory?” I alwas reluctant, I didn’t want to get into trouble with my parents. But you wrapped your arms around my neck and kissed me and asked again, “Pleaaaaase?” You smiled and jumped a little. I was helpless, and I couldn’t resist. I kissed you and said okay. We all piled into Erik’s car, You, Cassy, Erik and I. We drove up to Promontory, and went to one of the summits, and Erik parked near a fence. We went through the fence, and we layed down on the rocks and looked at the stars and Chilliwack below us, twinking in the night air. I turned my head to look at you, you were already looking at me, and you stared to smile. You pulled me closer, and you pressed your lips against mine. Then you put your hand on my cheek and whispered, “I love you.” This is my favorite memory. Where did that go?
“You care so much, but all I can do is get mad.”
This is what hurt the most. I am not who you fell in love with anymore, and I never will be. I dont want to go back.
That day that i’ll actually get to see you, hold you and feel you. Where your lips are pressed against mine, and where my arms are holding you close to me. Where I feel no distance between us and feel great warmth from your body to mines. I get to stare into your eyes and hold your hand for a long period of time. Kiss, Hug, and Tuck you into bed. Whisper “I love you.” into your ears.
I wish distance wasn’t a problem.
(via gottabme)
I’m afraid that you don’t want to fix this.
