or the fact that my life is actually better but my ex boyfriend, Michael, has been on my mind, constantly, these past few days. You see, we had a great relationship until one night, changed it all, for what feels like, forever. But doesn’t everyone who misses their ex feel that way?
Let me back it up for you, he was the first boy I ever loved and I mean, really loved. We didn’t date for very long but I felt an instant connection with him from the beginning. He came into my life when things weren’t going well and that inedibly changed my personality and most indefinitely resulted in our break up.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not sitting here crying, moping over this. He’s just been on my mind a lot, regardless of what I do and I find it, odd. I’ve pretty much moved on (you never, fully, move on from your first love) and I haven’t “missed” him for a while. Now, all of a sudden, I crave to hear his voice, to hold his hand, to just sit next to him and listen to his steady breathing.
When I day dream, I think about being in love and doing all of the things I want to do with my significant other. Watch movies, go to parties, have sleepovers, picnics in the park, exploring Minneapolis, go on dates, hold hands. I just wanted to do so many fun things with him and we never seemed to leave the apartment, for one reason or another.
I just want someone who will be with me, and do things with me. I want to explore the world and our own backyard and when I think about it, I want Michael at my side.