Thoughts, feelings, then actions
The progression of an action
Actions cannot be taken back
As you cannot unwrite history
I’m not sure if it’s the uncertainty of my thoughts
But my feelings progressed into actions
Actions brought about by negative feelings
Negative feelings that were thought over and over without ease
I miss your presence as I sit here in our old bedroom
Missing the laughter which is now filled with silence
Silence that I once craved but now the laughter is gone
All that exists is smoke filled air as I smoke away the thoughts
Feeling as if my actions were too hasty
I miss you as a person, but not as a lover
It is weird, I must admit
Maybe towards the end it was a friendship
Less of a relationship
I hope you thrive, and realize that you deserve more than what I can give.
