
We met on an app almost 5 years ago
What we’d end up feeling for each other we weren’t to know.
The first time we spoke we spent 2 hours on the phone, I was living with my ex but I was soon to be moving home.
Your charismatic charms made me feel those butterflies all around. Not a care in the world for likes or followers, the perfect guy I knew I found.
You’re mysterious, I love but Your secrecy made my anxiety a situation I want to walk out of.
Your a southern man, I’m a northern guy, the banter and that accent had my knees weak and I never wanted to say goodbye.
You’d spend a fortune on beautiful hotel rooms, just because nobody could know about us, I was falling for you, so I’d never want make a fuss.
We’d call the receptionist for a late checkout. Spend every second we had in each other’s arms not wanting to break out.
We’d text all day and all night, from smushie shit to sexting. We’d felt comfortable in silence and I started to feel like this was the real thing.
The problem was, I wanted more but you couldn’t give. Your situation was too much and I kept putting my foot down on the clutch.
Nobody really knows this but it’s ancient history now, I moved to the big city to be closer to you, I thought it would help somehow.
18 months past of us not speaking a word, you were still constantly on my mind and it was rather absurd.
I reached out to tell you how I feel, still in love and slightly lost I’d never had a feeling so real.
You got back to me the next day, you’d told me you met someone who understands your situation. Well that’s fair game as I couldn’t have hung out at that station.
Your still often on my mind, not as someone I’m still in love with.
But for how I want someone to make me feel. How I should be treated.
That feeling, shouldn’t never be cheated. ❤️
About the Creator
Troubles in my past.
Writer.
Poetry mainly about my struggle with addiction, relapse and the ongoing journey through recovery.


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