I hadn't thought about you for approximately 48 hours and honestly, it was euphoric,

The pain of missing you was gone,

But today is not Monday nor is it Tuesday,

Today is Wednesday and I am missing you more than anything in the world,

That miserable agony that my heart got so familiar with is back and it won't go away,

People used to tell me that I sounded like I was in love with you,

I denied it each and every time for one reason: I wasn't one to fall in love,

Over time I began to realize that they were correct,

I was in love with you,

More than I could comprehend,

I don't know how or even when it happened,

I presume it was somewhere along the way of our late night talks and all the jokes that were made,

Then again it could've been your smile,

Oh, how I adore that smile.

I let myself go and got attached,

But today is not Monday nor is it Tuesday,

Today is Wednesday and in the same way I started loving you,

I have to learn to stop.