here I sit

I come down here to think.
Our spot.
the place where you first kissed me.
where you told me you were leaving.
where we spent most of our short time together.
the trail along the river.
so full of possibilities
so solitary,
nothing but trees,
yet so oprn.
a place to meet.
to fish
I come here quite often.
Our spot.
the place i decided that i loved you.
I wanted to be with you.
but knew i never could be.
every time i come down here,
i wish more than anything, that you would be here.
doing what i came to do.
think.
reminice.
dream.
but you aren't
you arent here to sit in silence
and think with me.
to dream ridiculous dreams.
to hold me close as tears stream
down my face.
tears of mixed emotions.
hurt,
love.
fear.
excitement.
everything.
now you are leaving for good.
and all i can think about is
how i wish,
just once in our time together,
i could have come around the bend,
to our spot
and see you.
crying.
thinking.
dreaming
for me.
for us.
but mostly,
for you.