Maybe time will heal the pain of that person gone. Those late-night calls and warm cuddles will eventually become faint memories of another existence. There may come a day when you have to strain to remember the sound of the laughter that you would once do anything to hear, but their smile, my goodness, their smile will always remain engraved in your mind; it's hard to forget a smile that has so much power over how you, yourself, felt. But being the reason for that smile will no longer feel like the grandest honor because causing your own smile has become important. You'll lose sense of how it felt when they traced their hands along your back and laced their hand in yours. The high from their texts will subside and you'll find yourself moving on. Your heart won't feel as heavy, and you'll become used to the notion of life without them. It's not because you no longer care but because they can't appreciate all that you are. Getting over them won't be easy but here's to a season of progression and recognition of self-worth. Time will continue to piece our hearts together and gravitates us away from the uncertainty of their " maybes". We will grow apart from what once was and advance into what will serve us now.
" One day
this song, too, will forget
how it once sang for you"
alaska
