CURRENTLY 6.17.16
Sitting in my hotel room in Miami thinking about how nice it would be to share this with you. I can’t even imagine. There’s a certain feeling that comes with being surrounded by what you perceive you want. It heightens every feeling via every sense you have at your disposal. The food here is outstanding. So outstanding that I’m certain a picky eater doesn’t exist in this city. The sunsets here are natures greatest segue into the night of your life. Every. Single. Night. There’s a unique kind of peace that comes from the sound of all the luxury engines on Collin’s blended with all the drunken conversations that fill the bars with hope and lust. Surrounded by it all, I texted you and asked if you’ve ever been here. You responded by saying you haven’t but you wish. It’s brazy how we don’t really speak anymore, but I still get the urge to share things with you when I’m reminded of you.
It’s kind of strange how we met. I didn’t know much about you, but I knew about you. It doesn’t sound like it makes any sense, but I’m confident you understand. I’m not really sure where we began or where we ended. As you can tell, I’m not that good with closure. Maybe you just didn’t believe in me. Maybe I didn’t make it as convincing as to how serious I took things. Maybe it was me who believed in us too much. I mean how could I not? You were a photogenic girl with red hair from Kentucky who texted me memes and made me laugh. You were a nostalgic keepsake of home. A reminder that growing apart can mean growing closer to the things that are meant to be. The clarity you gave me was a bit strange. Clear, but strange. As unexpected as our situation was, you were a reminder that anything could happen. Real possibilities with real outcomes combined with real emotions. I just need someone to hold me down before it all happens. Ironically though, sometimes misplaced faith leads to unexpected happiness, but I still catch myself wondering about us and where else we could’ve taken it from our first kiss outside of Starbucks in front of Jaime’s car.
Miami would’ve been nice, and that, I need no convincing of.
-RDL4EVER