Ok , so today I have found myself missing Jackson.
You remember him the young man who I took to my ex-husbands wedding and two weeks later tells me that he is having sex with someone else and then brought that person to my christmas party without asking me if it would be okay.
Why, in hell am I missing him?, you ask…
Well , I think I am really missing the fantasy of what we could have been.
I am missing the places I thought we would get to go to.
I am missing the life I thought we could have had if things had turned out differently.
It could be hormonal or maybe I am just feeling horny-sex was really great with him, but that’s not it.
I am missing the conversations we had about religion, life, the world.
I am missing the sound of his voice, the smell of his hair.
I am missing how sweet and safe it felt to fall asleep in his arms.
How is it that we can miss someone so much, who most likely is not giving us a second thought.
So, tonight my heart ouches for the man who I still care so very much about……….