It’s Been Years…
It’s been years, yet I still remember your favorite color. You were always afraid to die alone. You loved your comboy boots and marvel. Football is your favorite sport, while God is above all.
It’s been years, but I still find things to remind me of you. Fishing was always your favorite past time, now it’s something I do to maybe bring myself closer to you. We never got to do that together.
It’s been years, and I almost called an old boyfriend of mine your name. Some nights I still cry because you always made me feel so alive, now I mostly just want to die.
It has been years. I still can’t go to the church where we met, and I learned you were a wreck. Where we had our first kiss in the back hallway. The parking lot is where we said ‘I love you’ and the gym, where we first said hello. I know we argued here too, but we always made up with a hug in the end.
I know that it’s been years, but you were my best friend turned lover. My other half for a time, and my shoulder to cry. I’m sorry that I still think of you, but you made me believe that it was meant to be. I hate the state of Texas because of you. I still sometimes close my eyes, only to see yours in the darkness.
It may have been years and our time may have only been months, but months can feel like years. With you, those months will never be enough.
But even after all those years, I still remember the most important thing. You chose her. Over me. And that’s a betrayal that years will never erase.