"He held me for an instant
But his arms felt safe and strong
It only takes a moment
To be loved a whole life long."
He used to leave singing voicemails on my phone.
He'd call me "sweets", "babycakes", "babydoll", and "sweetcheeks" (he's a goofball like that).
I'd get cutesy texts throughout the day, everyday from him.
I miss it. Terribly. But that's all over now.
When I'm alone....and lonely, my mind wanders back to what we had.
Those quiet times during the day when I'd normally hear from him are now more noticeable. The nights are especially hard too and every time I see a full moon I think of the Neko Case song he sang to me.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Although I mourn the loss of what could've been, I'm still quite grateful to have had those five months with him, no matter how short-lived.
"And this is all
That love's about
And we'll recall when time runs out
That it only took a moment
To be loved a whole life long!"