the struggle that is acceptance

In the mornings i made myself breakfast by myself but as you crept into my life so did the thought of us dancing around the kitchen floor. Listening to music, while the bacon crisps, and the toaster pops.

Do i really have to let you go?

I dont want to stop thinking about how far we couldve gone on our next date,

I dont want to stop thinking about your texts that satisfied my sweet tooth,

I dont want to stop thinking about you lying next to me,

I dont want to stop thinking about you.