93. Miss You

The night before prom, and I’m not thinking about Poe.

I’m thinking about you.

I miss you. I miss your smile and your spirit and your sweet touch.

I miss knowing there could have been more. Knowing there should have been more.

I miss the days and weeks and months we could have spent together. I miss the future we could have looked forward to and the past we could have looked back on. I miss the memories we could have built.

I miss feeling missed, feeling wanted, feeling anything.

I miss everything that we had in that blink of time. Everything that got buried and blacked out and blown into the wind.

I miss knowing there’s something to fight for. Something for us to fight for.

I miss everything that could have been and should have been.

I miss you, Jocelyn.

No amount of time changes that. It only cements it even more.