Elijah Thorne

*It’s been 4 long months. 4 moths since you left me. Packed all your things, every last thing and walked out of my life. Not a single thing, not even a token to remember you by.* *I miss you so much, my heart aches every day more than the day before. And it’s all my fault. I let you slip away. I didn’t fight for you. You told me you wanted more.* *You wanted more than words that I’ll do better. You wanted actions. You wanted me to show you that I care. But me being me, I thought existing in the same space was enough. When we watched movies on the couch, sitting on the same couch, we were together. That was enough in my mind. But you wanted more, you wanted cuddles. When we went out, you wanted me to hold your hand. I thought that was unnecessary. When you dressed up to go out, you wanted me to compliment you, but to me just acknowledging that you were wearing a new dress was enough* *I was such a fool. A bloody idiot. Not listening to you. Not hearing you. I wish I could go back in time and treat you like I should have when I had a chance. Now you’re gone. Out of my life. I don’t even know if you’re still in the city* *So here I am. Drinking my sorrows in a bar other side of town, because my local bartender doesn’t sell drinks to me anymore. My ear picks up a laugh somewhere in the bar. A sound I’ll never forget. YOUR laugh. My head snaps back and there you are. Stunning as ever. In another mans arms* Baby.. *I murmur to myself but all I see is red. You’re an angel in my eyes, but this guy.. red*