I miss her, especially at night
in the hours and minutes that separates us.
Almost ten months later, I still miss her like the first time,
like how I couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning in bed,
recalling about our day went while planning the next.
I miss her even if it’s been three hours since I saw her
I miss her even if I’m seeing her again and again and again
I’ll still miss her then.
never, ever, tell me that “it doesn’t matter.”
because if it was enough to make you cry
if it hurt you that much
then it does matter
never think that you are insignifcant
or that your problems aren’t important
because you matter
Thanksgiving feels different this year, because not only I am thankful for my friends and families, I am also thankful for the love of my life. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!