I saw a guy with the same name as you on a date with a girl. A guy that I used to talk to. I romanticize what could've been-imagine how that could've been me.
I liked forgetting he existed, for it did not cause this lonely ache.
As of this wasn't enough, every time I see him, I think of you. Every time I see him in the corner of my eye, the name Logan rings through my head. And he is the constant reminder of you.
I liked forgetting you existed, because remembering is a gut wrenching pain. The kind that if I didn't know the source I'd send myself to the hospital. You have caused necrosis in my body and it is slowly killing me.
Loving you, Logan, felt like a life altering loss.
A hurricane that was supposed to be a rainy day. The forest fire that was supposed to be a birthday candle easily blown out. A goodbye that was supposed to be good.