Sometimes

Some times I wonder if you have any idea how much I miss you, how hard it is not to text you and share my day, how hard it is to get up in the mornings when there is nothing to get up for. Some other times, I fear you were playing all along, making empty promises, to a little screen, while working out your real life out until the little screen was not needed.
Some times I wonder what made me think love was something that could happen to me, some other times, I just let the darkness feed on this feelings.
But most of the times I wonder if you remember when I told you I do not lie, if you know every word and promise was real, if you understand they will last forever, even if you are not there... after all... maybe you never were.