Is it possible to miss something you've never had? Images of us run through my mind like a sentence that's never ending.
I've imagined us vacationing in beautiful Martinique. We've thrown frisbees on Myrtle Beach. Today I saw us lying naked on crumpled lavender sheets. You were whispering to me your fears and frustrations, desires and dreams. I miss the things we never had. But our moments together are ones I'll never forget. Like the morning we made love while listening to raindrops. Or the time we met by the fountain. You embraced me, and all of my troubles seemed to disappear like dark clouds before the brightest of sunshines. And although it's been about 156 months since I first met your voice, I still remember promising you cookies if you would just fix my PC. Later, when I met the rest if you, I wanted to promise you my heart. I knew then that I would adore you and I do now with every vein within my person. You've become as vital as my own beating heart and I need you just as much as I need the air that I breathe. Our evolution has been incredible, and I count the seconds until I can once again share your space. So that we can replace the things we never had with moments that formulate the infinite story of us.
