I realise tonight, after staring you in the face unexpectedly; that I miss you. No matter how many times I try to deny it, I do. I miss the sound of your voice, the feel of your leather jacket on my skin. I miss watching you play guitar and smiling down at me, grooving just a little more exagerated because you knew I loved it. Nothing happened between us to make us drift apart, but we did. Suddenly, almost two years had passed since Id seen you, onstage or off. Then tonight, you walked in to my work. I was floored. I wanted to jump over the til and hug you and tell you never ever to leave again. Your hair looks different. The colors, theyre more vibrant. Or maybe my memories are faded.
I love you. I love your quiet confidence. I love that when you saw me, I was the only person in that room, no matter how many people were there.
Neither of us are mad. Time has just made us different. Thats ok. Your hug is still the same, and my name still rolls off your toungue in the same way.
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