The hardest part is when you lay in bed all alone and replay the good times. Th...

The hardest part is when you lay in bed all alone and replay the good times.
This morning, I missed the way he would look at me.
Earlier today, I caught myself in the mirror and I could hear his voice calling me beautiful.
This afternoon, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he would smile when I’d make a fool of myself.
Tonight, I can’t help but lay in bed and think about how he would always look at me whilst I fell asleep. I can almost feel his fingers trailing my skin. I can almost feel his breath on my neck.
It’s in these moments I know my mind is playing tricks on me and pretending it was better than what it was.
If the relationship really was as good as my mind is tricking me into thinking, I wouldn’t be laying here alone in the first place.

It’s crazy that through absence, you can feel someone’s presence.

by: ms
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