.... I tried to stop loving you. I really did. But my days feel immediately incomplete without your "good mornings." My ears long for the sound of your heart beating rapidly. The cold air is bitter in my palm; it misses your warm fingers laced through mine. My blue, frozen skin misses the touch of yours; hot like metal. I miss the feeling of destroying the wall you had built up. Your feelings are sad, but oh so beautiful. We never kissed but I imagine it so often, it feels like we have. My pillow has become the clone of you I despise but need just to get through the night. No matter how much I wanted him to take your place, his touch felt like a beating, while yours was always gentle. I long to break the fairy tale stereotype; let me be your Knight in Shining Armor. Did you ever notice how our bodies fit together like two puzzle pieces, or were we playing different games? My love for you is loud like an atomic bomb; but my confidence is mute. Is it possible for you to be my soulmate....even though I'm not yours?