I dreamed about you the other night. I’m not sure how this came about because I don’t remember thinking about you before I went to bed. It’s been a while, 11 years to be exact since we went our separate ways. You were the last person that I really thought I loved the last real relationship that I remember having. I was young, very young, but even now that I know better I still know that we had something very real. The way it ended still baffles me. Because we had no issues, in fact you made it seem like we were on our way to being married, one day having a family and living the happily ever… I guess it was me, because a short time after you said we were too much, you got married, had a kid and continued living the after.
Me, I struggled, lost my way, found it again, moved along, but never quite moved on. I heard you got divorced, re-married and had another little one. I was okay about it, a lot of time had passed, I had my own life, my own kid, but when I heard you got divorced a second time, I thought about us. I don’t know why because you hurt me worse than any other could. You put doubts in my mind about finding love, peace, happiness. I wonder if I think about you because I want to fix it, because I want to get that answer, the honest truth about what really happened. I wonder do I miss you because what I had with you back then is what I want now with someone else. I wonder do I ever cross your mind. Do you wonder what would have been if it was us that had gotten married and had two kids.
I wonder if it was you that fucked up my Happily Ever After…
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