Story friday

Why is it so hard to be without you?

Since I’ve known you, you have meant so much to me.

Yet I chose to try to get over you and for awhile I thought I had.

I felt satisfied that you were there and I would move on slowly.

After you left, you never slipped my mind.

My dreams, my thoughts, and my mood all revolved around you.

But do I have the right to feel this way?

Knowing you’ll leave again, should I just give up?

I must be stupid cause I already made up my mind.