Nearly a year

 It's been nearly a year since we talked but I still catch myself trying to find you in other people. 

How sad it is to miss someone, who doesn't even miss you. I fell in love with an impossibility, with distance, with your laughter late into the evening when the rest of the world was dreaming. It's so sad to think you live in my memories, but not in my life. 

I miss all of the stars you put in my night sky. I miss how you listened to all the things I didn't say. I wish it had meant as little to me as it did to you. I continue to miss you without even saying a word.

For now, I guess I'll keep loving you until one day the love runs out. And my story finally gets to move on, without you. But today, I am heartbroken over a love that didn't exist.