To, The One That Got Away

In all of the madness in the world.
I found serenity, with my hand running through your curls.
You have been, and quite possibly, always will be the only girl to get me.
You saw potential, when I saw nothing.
You were foundation to everything I'll ever be.
And I honestly regret throwing it away.
Waking up day after day,
cold and alone in a big bed,
with nothing to say.

Two years ago,
I was waking up on an air mattres,
hair a mess mixed with morning breath.
But I didn't care, because the room was warm. you would hit snooze, and curl up on my chest.
And I'd trace your tattoos with hopeful thoughts that it could last.
But as fall turned to winter, our flowers began to wither.

I look back and see,
you are the only one that was happy with just me.