He closed his eyes and could almost hear her laugh over the jukebox. He imagined her sitting in her new apartment, looking at an old hoodie he’d forgotten to take, and feeling that sharp, sudden ache of "what if."
Chase looked up, a bittersweet smile tugging at his mouth. "Yeah," he said, finishing his drink. "Just wishing for something I probably shouldn't." CHASE WRIGHT - Wish Youd Miss Me
The sting wasn't that she was gone; it was how easily she seemed to have packed him away. He didn't want her back in the "ruin-his-life" kind of way. He just wanted to know that he had left a dent. He wanted to believe that when she walked past a park that looked like theirs, her heart skipped a beat, even if just for a second. He closed his eyes and could almost hear
"You okay, man?" the bartender asked, wiping down the counter. "Just wishing for something I probably shouldn't