Unsent Messages

This is gonna be the longest one I've written about you yet, so bear with me. For years now, I've been trying to escape the melancholic feelings and the never-ending what-ifs that have constantly plagued me since we said goodbye that one day in June, and for a moment there, I succeeded. I moved out of town, went to college, had the best time of my life, and forgot about the pain of forgetting you. We were miles and miles away, separated not only by physical distance but also by the loss of our emotional connection. Unfortunately, the universe just had to bring us back together in this sad little town where everything reminds me of you all over again, except this time, even though we're only minutes apart, it feels like there's an entire world sprawled in between you and me. Although we're only a car ride away, it feels like we're separated by an ocean. It's not the physical distance that's preventing us from getting back together, and that's where it hurts the most. Through all the universe's attempts to bring us back together and our consistent failure to come back to where we used to be, I'm starting to accept that maybe we just weren't meant to be after all. I just wish I could forget all the memories we shared and start anew, but with every wall on every building and the characteristically warm southern sun shining through every gap between the leaves in every tree in this city, your image is revived in everything that reminds me of you. And sadly, everything in this town does. I miss you, and I hope you're doing well.