“I still love you.”
Those were the words I wanted so badly to say to you.
I feel them in my soul every time I look at you.
But I know what I did hurt you.
I know you can never forgive me.
I know leaving you in the summer heat with less than an explanation hurt more.
In my attempt to save you instead I killed you.
And now I have to look into your eyes and stay silent.
I want to hug you, you want to take a step back
I want to hold your hand, you’d rather keep it behind your back.
I want to give you all my trust, you want to be ready for attack.
I crave sleep because in my dreams I can see how we used to be.
It all feels so real and for once I am happy with you again.
Then I wake up with a harsh reality check.
There I am, alone and cold
When I could have been with you
“I still love you.”
About the Creator
Abigail Wadsworth
Abigail Wadsworth is a first time writer who lives in Durand, Michigan. She has freshly graduated high school and stayed with the marching band as their photographer. She inspires to bring hope and adventure to her readers.
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