I bet he’s happy. Waking up to his wife, a girl who probably didn’t say no to him a million times, who didn’t flinch when he touched her, who didn’t think his childishness was embarrassing, who didn’t cheat on her. I bet she’s nice and loves him more than I ever could. It’s been forever, and he’s still etched in my mind like I lost him yesterday. I guess somewhere I had hoped we would find our way back to each other. We didn’t. He also stopped answering my calls. Rightfully so, I didn’t deserve him. I thought he was horrible to me. Until I met people who actually treated me horribly. And then I realized this man was holy in comparison to other men. He loved and cared for me like no one ever will again. And he always told me that one day I would realize just how much he loved me because I used to constantly question and doubt it, for many reasons that are completely irrelevant today. And he’s right. Today I realize what he always knew I would. And it’s definitely too late.
She Was Sea 