I was told you called upon me. Not in words or in gestures. But in the way you looked at her. Searching for me inside of her eyes. Every time you reached out to grab her stroking the pad of her thumb just how I liked it.
I didn’t want to believe you would try. What we had was special. No other person could fill that void in the way you did. No one would rub my cheek or brush the charcoal from my forehead. But yet here you are. Smiling at her with those big blues.
I was told that she was searching for someone inside of you as well. I watched his face crumple when her nose crumpled from laughing so hard. Her hands wrapping around the small part of your wrist that dips in. I bet she doesn’t know that its from our first camping trip together.
I was told you tried to find me and someone else. How’s that going? Does she hold you the way I did? Did she smile from the heart when you whispered you loved her in her ear?