Love Lost

I saw Brian today. It's been forever. He looks good, better than before, he's got a little more color, some new tattoo's, and a stud in his nose. His hair has been cut short, and styled, I wanted so badly to run my hands through his hair. I asked him how things were going. He's single, working in a music shop. God, I'd pick him over any girl-- or boy. I could barely look at him without the immense need to cry, what happened to us?

I told him I missed him, and watching him turn away, I almost lost my composure, because with every fiber of my being I meant it... I love him. I don't want to be with anyone else but him, ever. I held him one last time, savoring the feel of his body close to mine. Then we said our goodbyes. I went home to my warm bed, curling onto my side of the bed, away from Val.

I lost him.