Every day seems the same,

Sadness and my aloneness leaving

Stains on my heart like

My tears on my shirt.

I’ll never truly get over you,

Do you ever wonder about me?

Like how I wonder about you,

About how you didn’t like pickles,

About how socks were your favourite gift

To receive for Christmas.

Your smell radiates,

Much like your smile when you

Laughed at my bad jokes.

I don’t blame you for leaving.

I wasn’t your forever

And that’s okay.

But please just know,

That for me this wasn’t a game,

You were my endgame.

My forever.

My love.