YEWGW

I am all dry. Wrung out and milked off.

Never thought the day would come, but it does. There's not only a table separating us, but now a whole different view. You probably don't remember that I still eat my dinner while reading a book, and I can't probably tolerate your teeth grinding while you sleep. We're different people now, inside, while the outside we look just like the ones we loved so hard and so raw years ago. So much, that sometimes I find myself trying to catch your soft expression, the one you reserve for special tender moments, usually in the car when I am driving, and you were unwinding yourself. I am in the happiest place on earth now with someone else, and I hope you are too, though nothing can ever really replace you+I, I'm hoping for the four of us that this current thing takes on a new level, new definition.

I will always miss you,
your cherry