One Day

I met you on a Thursday

It was the beginning of October

Or the end of September,

My best friend

Tried to pair us together.

The first time your name

Appeared on my screen

My heart was beating

Strongly against my chest,

My stomach filled with

Killer bees.

I had always hated Thursday’s,

But you made Thursday

My favourite day of the week.

Saturday October 12th 2013: 1.30am

I saw your beautiful face

Under the streetlights

For the first time.

The first words to

Escape your lips were:

“You gonna hug me or what?”

We explored the streets for hours,

Talking about things

That didn’t matter.

You picked me a flower

From my neighbours garden,

I have never loved something so much.

Saturday October 12th 2013: 3:30am

I fell for you

It was the simplest moment.

We were lying down

On my old fold out couch,

Your body firmly pressed against mine.

I turned to you,

And admired the stars within

Your eyes,

Thinking about how privileged

I would be to explore

Those constellations.

I kissed you that night,

Over and over again.

I still remember that moment so clearly.

That night,

I told you that I loved you

12 times.

You didn’t notice,

But I felt like an idiot.

You have presented me with

Some of the best memories

I will ever have;

My first concert

My first New Year’s kiss

My first home

My first love.

You broke bones for me

(And for me only).

You nine in the afternoon’d

When the anxiety filled my chest

Like helium inside a balloon.

You kissed my scars

Every single time,

I began to second guess myself.

You were my universe,

For almost 2 years.

Falling for you,

Felt like having tunnel vision.

I saw nothing but you,

I heard nothing but you,

I loved nothing but you.

It was you.

Always you.

You were the first to

Break my heart,

And it tore me into pieces.

I felt like I had

Physically and mentally

Been flattened by a train.

After what feels like a lifetime

Of anger

Raging louder than the waves

During a storm,

Of sadness

Deeper than the

Unexplored ocean,

Of loneliness

Stronger than the

Isolation of disregarded shells

On the shoreline.

I have finally gathered

Up the courage,

To let you go.

And I’ve met someone,

Who reminds me of the ocean.

We were introduced in a

Period of time,

When I was mourning you.

He has learnt all about

This person

That I have become

Because of you.

With letting you go,

Means saying goodbye

To the person that I have been

For the last few months.

I can finally be myself again,

Do you remember her?

I want to be the girl

Who loves the ocean,

Craves the sense of freedom

That she has been chasing

Since she was 12,

Writes lame poems

And buys flowers

Because why not?

The girl who has

Completely and utterly

Fallen in love with

The world around her,

Who goes camping

And unsuccessfully attempts

To surf through

The waves she admires.

The girl who reads dorky books

About love and adventures,

Laughs at everything

And is okay with being

Lost sometimes.

I’m finally letting you go

And I’m terrified

Of falling again.

But I want to be happy

And I think that’s okay.

I will miss you, beautiful.

One day?