Cloudy

“And every day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling, “This is important! And this is important! And this is important! You need to worry about this! And this! And this!” And each day, it’s up to you to yank your hand back, put it on your heart and say, “No. This is what’s important.”

I know I miss you because it happens in daylight. When I’m driving down a road with a view and the sun is hitting me, I think of how good you’d look beside me. And how great your laugh would sound, joining me when I’m out with friends. Or how much warmer the bed would be with you in it.

“I love the rosy spring air. Its seductive incense. Its intermittent futility.”

“I don’t regret you. I don’t care how it ended. I don’t care about your worst. I remember how it began and how happy it made me. I won’t ever regret you.”