whenever i was with you i felt so calm, like i was finally at peace. i replay those summer moments in my head sometimes. we weren't ever really anything, maybe that is why i am so attached to the idea of you. it is time for me to move on, but i will never forget the feeling when i was with you. it felt so at-ease and like i had finally arrived home. perhaps we were together in a past life, or lovers in another timeline. without your presence i feel homesick, but it's time to move on... glorifying whatever this was will never serve me, but a part of me will always wonder what could have been. finally moving on, it would be illogical not to