It was just summer

This is such a weird ache.
It's new, but certainly not novel.
I am brilliant,  but
I cannot wrap my head around
this much missing. You.
There is a gap between what I
Know and what I
Feel and I know that I
Feel more than I know of
You.
Protected, amused, adventurous, brave, warm, challenged.
Growth.
Is this what true love will start out like?
I'm excited for my turn.
In the gap between what I
Feel and what I
Know, I feel that I
Know that it is not mutual and I must
Let go. You go live.
I'll build a bridge back to reality.