There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.

it's Monday morning;
we had our usual 30min chat while you were driving to work;
we briefly touch on how our weekend was;
avoiding the insertion of individual;
you went for a sweaty jog;
you praise all the photos i have sent you;
i would have never thought you will keep appearing and lingering in my mind;
the first thing i told you was i really miss you;
with the line cut off twice;
every moment that i miss makes me feel each second is wasted;
that i thought about you a lot over the weekend;
that you wanted to ask me if i want to to together in the country;
only to go and experience something that you had;
i hesitated;
i feel like a child;
it's almost impossible to get you to experience something new having been living longer than i;
you want to bring me to experience something new; with you;
i can only argue that it will be something new because you have never done it with me before;
you are going with them in July;
slowly i started to see people;
so i have more control
feel lesser pain knowing all the time that i could not be with you;
we talk about books;
if you want it with other it is ok too;
also about therapist; beauty; exercising watch;
you like the way i make fun of you;
how us all are much different when we come to the point each time;
i would make you come over and over;
if i ever could.