I don’t miss you, I miss who I thought you were.
I miss the dream…
The daydreams of you holding me tight as I fall asleep in your arms.
The romantic trips we never took.
Your eyes burning with desire for me.
The thoughts I had of us living happily-ever-after…
Our wedding day…
Date nights…
Family camping trips and vacations ….
Our kids first day of school…
Watching them turn from teenagers to adults….
I saw us growing old together.
Raising our kids as a happily married couple.
Showing them that love prevails…
The hardest thing is missing a dream!
Missing something you never got to see…
You were my living dream!
A living nightmare.
I still miss the thought, but I do not miss you.
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Ta'lor L. Pinkston created The Heart Advocate to help women + femme choose self-love as a coping skill for mental health and healing. The Heart Advocate helps women and girls (including non-binary and transgender women and girls) by facilitating workshops, providing virtual one-on-one self-love therapy and programs and managing Healing Over Everything (H.O.E.), a support group and virtual safe-space. The Heart Advocate takes self-love with her every where she goes by speaking across Pittsburgh, PA and on social media about defying fear, doubt, insecurity, shame and blame/guilt. Through Listen, Lucy Presents, a mental health initiative geared at eliminating the stigma around therapy and mental health + illness, The Heart Advocate is excited to be one of their speakers who will be connecting with Pittsburgh Public Schools and University Sororities on normalizing self-worth in mental health.
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This is so relateable. I miss the dreams, I miss the thoughts, I don’t miss him. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Thank you for reading 💋