With long stretches of emptiness,
over the time and over the space,
I think back to where we were,
I long for your touch,
your kindness and playfulness,
your small feet and your tender kisses,
just putting my hand on your legs,
waiting for you at the airport,
eating a dinner with you,
being in the same space as you.

All these times have went by,
and I took you for granted,
let you think that I don’t care,
missed the times to thank you,
missed the moments to love you,
I was too holed up in myself,
I was afraid and sad,
that you’ll leave me,
that you won’t love me back.

I let you go now,
but I wish I hadn’t,
I wished for the dream,
that we created,
never to end.