I miss my friend.
When you know you are loved. And you love just as much. You think it should be easy and forever. But it isn’t. It’s complicated… Or maybe it’s as simple as knowing and accepting.
I miss my friend. She was a very good friend. And I miss her. That’s all. Or maybe its everything. To miss someone when they are gone. Not being able to actively celebrate her happiness. I quietly grief her absence. Knowing she needs this time… Hoping one day she’ll return…
Yours Truly,
Me