I've been thinking lately about you, us, and what we used to be.
Are you the one that got away?
My biggest "what if"?
The right person at the wrong time?
We had so much in common, you and I. We complemented each other and connected in such a way that very few has.
"Talking to you is my favorite part of the day", you once said and I believed you. Mostly because you were mine too.
But the timing wasn't right and "us" came to an end.
But... If you really were the right person, it would have been the right time no matter how much work we had or how much distance we were apart.
"If the heart matters enough, timing doesn't."
You were my soulmate.
You still are.
But soulmates don't necessarily stay.
And I'm slowly coming to terms with that being okay.