He's become a mystery to me. It's been months since anything made sense to me. Like simple words that held so much meaning between the two of us. I can't even wrap my mind around the way he felt anymore. the way we moved and the words he would say. it's human nature, in it's simplest form. to seek pleasure, and assurance. but it meant so much more to me.
i remember that night we crawled into his bed, into unknown places. and we spoke now lifeless words and he made my body ache and shake in fear.
and i cried for what we had done. and he assured me that my doubts were unreasonably so. and i believed his every word.
i remembered days he'd have to hush me to stay quite. because we said secret words. like nothing in the world could break us. i was so happy, nothing in the world could break me.
funny how that was.
but it inspires me..
i guess, the good thing about feeling that way, is that i know those feelings. like, even if it all goes to hell again, i know what love is. i don't miss him .. i miss those feelings.
but .. i think there is a possibility i'll feel that way again..someday
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