We’ll Always Have That Morning

Originally published on Thought Catalog

I will never forget the way you kissed me the last morning I got to wake up in your bed. It wasn’t anything over the top, just a tender, beautiful good morning kiss. You looked at me almost as if you knew this would be the last time you would ever see me like this. I think we both knew it would be the last time, even if neither of us really wanted that to be true. And because of that lingering truth, I devoured every moment. I will never forget the last words you spoke to me that morning and how I automatically said “see you later” instead of goodbye. I really hope it is just a “see you later.” But lately, it has been feeling more like a goodbye. I just wish I knew if you ever thought about me like this, too. I just wish I knew why you did it. And I really wish I knew if this really is all my fault. I never expected you to stay forever, but I never thought it would end like this. You have left before, and I was lucky enough to have you back for just a little while. Maybe we were the definition of fate. Some things are just meant to be. And some people are just meant to find each other. I hope one day you find your way back to me. And even if you never do, I hope you know that I don’t regret any of this. I would still go through all of this pain again just to have those few precious moments with you. I don’t know if I will ever get the chance to see or speak to you again, but if you are reading this, I hope you know that I am sorry. I hope you are doing well. And I hope you let yourself be happy. Please be happy.