There is nothing more painful than losing a loved one. Missing the weight of their hand in yours, the warmth you feel when they embrace you in their arms, the gentle sweetness of a soft kiss on your face, or their voice telling you they love you. The piles of clean clothes they'd leave on the floor, and their smell lingering in the closet. The way their laugh and voice rings in your ears like a beautiful symphony causing those flutters in your stomach to surface, the way your heart jumps when they walk in the room or a simple flash of smile. When you fight over stupid things but laugh about it moments later, and the way they'd leave dishes in sink without thinking to do them. The way the corners of their eyes wrinkled when they laughed or smiled, and the constant teasing along with bad jokes. When they'd make you frustrated at the fact that they were always late to no matter what it was, and when you're just about to fall asleep and they tickle you or jump on you to wake you up. The way your heart beats when they touch you so softly, the way their eyes light up when they talked about things they are passionate about. Laughing at inside jokes until your stomachs hurt, and the way you spoke with one another in a way no one understood, but the worst part of it all is the loneliness you feel after they are gone, knowing that you can't hold them or feel their embrace, knowing you can't say you love them one more time, not even if you wanted to.
People are always saying if you love something, you need to learn how to let it go. I thought that it wasn't true, until I had no choice but to let him go.
He is and once was my everlasting symphony.