That song

There’s this one song.
Every time I hear it, it reminds me of you.
Of us.
I still remember where we were when we listened to it the first time.
I remember what I was wearing.
What you were wearing.
I remember the way the sunlight hit your eye when we looked at each other.
You said “I like this song. I can see why you love it”
And I just smiled. I looked down, and my hair fell from behind my ear.
You looked away and smiled.
I took a deep breath.
Because that moment was everything that I had dreamt of.
You were everything I wanted in my life.

In that song, he says “but when I looked at her, I thought of only you.”
And now, I know that that is how you felt.
When you looked at me, you were thinking about her.
That’s hard to get used to.
I wasn’t afraid to love you, I was afraid to let you go.
I still haven’t let you go.
I miss you every single day.

That day was one I wish I could relive at the snap of my fingers.
You changed my life.
You changed me.
You left me.
And you’re with her.

I guess, life is what happened while I was busy making other plans.
I only hope that she makes you as happy as I hoped I could some day.

If you really love someone,
All that you want is for them to be happy.
I just pray that you’re happy.
Because there’s still a little piece of me that misses you every day.

The ache in my heart still hasn’t left, and it’s still there whenever I hear our songs.
I miss you.
I always will.
But you’re gone.
And you’re beer coming back.
I just don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.