“I am here sitting alone at a coffee shop thinking that I came here last with you—not to catch up but to say goodbye. I realized how much I really loved you and how we now both have someone new, but you still cross my mind every time.
I don’t know why. Maybe we don’t really un-love someone.
Maybe we still love our past romances or the one that got away. It’s just that we grow old and mature each day to choose the person that we are with now. We choose them every single day. Everyday.
Until a lifetime.
If ever you read my post just tell me if you feel the same, so then we can figure it out to say to the world that we really haven’t forgotten each other at all.”
—Anonymously submitted to The Artidote
painting by Alexandra Levasseur