The Places We Never Met (An Excerpt)
I couldn’t sleep last night because I knew that what we have is over. As I lay there in bed, tangled up with the sheets and the emptiness surrounding me, I succumbed to the realization that it was really over. You and I ended.
I don’t know when it was that things started to go wrong. I don’t know when it was that we started to love each other less. And as my heart broke piece after piece, I watched our lives go farther away from each other. I watched our dreams and plans become regrets, questions that would never find an answer, our promises turning to what ifs. I watched us fall apart.
Maybe years from now we will see each other again from across the street. Maybe we will bump on each other on the grocery or the bookstore. Maybe I will be drinking a cup of coffee on the café we used to go to and you would be there too. I don’t know when we will see each other again, but when we do, I will smile at you with joy and remember all the times we used to share.
I will remember the times we would ride around town, my hand on your lap as we sing along to the stereo. I will remember the times you wrapped your arms around my waist as I cooked our dinner. I will remember how you stared at me like I was the only girl in the room and how good it felt whenever you kissed me. I will remember all the good times and the bad times. It will be nostalgic.
Will, when we do see each other again years from now, I will smile at you with joy and wish you all the happiness that you deserve. You’re a good man Will, even if you did break my heart.
Thank you for everything. Thank you for loving me in all the ways that you knew how.
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