Looking through photos always takes me back, back to the beautiful time of “together forever”, back when our days begun just when the sun shot its rays over our neighborhood’s horizon and when our night’s ended with a farewell kiss that could warm even the dullest of hearts.

With you the stars seemed to shine so much brighter and our futures, a great deal clearer. I remember wanting to suspend time while your arms were holding me just so. Each moment was more magical than the last, and we thought everything would cease to be the same.

But as the months rolled on, you drifted. Calls became less frequent, kisses less passionate, and I couldn’t help but wonder if this would all soon come to a close. You left me with a note saying simply, “The End”.

Years have passed and I’m still here, stuck in my one woman boat, floating in a sea of memories, wading with the waves of never-ending regrets, wondering if I had just done something different, could we still be together. I know that you’re fine and while my boat’s holes become more prominent, you’ll have your feet firmly planted on the ground, miles apart from thee.