Love morphs and turns, fades and rekindles, lights and burns.
I love you differently, now, and I don’t know what that means. That I’m colder, wiser, more broken, healed, or mean?
I want all of you all the time. I can’t seem to get enough. But the love I have has changed and I don’t know how to navigate these stars. I don’t know how to read the lines in the sky when it comes to this. How to learn the differences in who we are. I think it’s me that’s changed, not you, and I don’t know who to miss.
I love you, always, but something deep has changed. The clouds are muddling up the sky and making it impossible to see. What is different but still wonderful between you and me? You know me but you don’t…I thought I was the same but I’m starting to think I’ve…
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