I figured, I miss you. Not that I miss having you love me, or me loving you back. Nor do I miss the way you make me feel or who I am around you. No, I don’t miss any of that anymore. I used to, and that’s all I missed before, maybe that’s why I was so miserable. But right now, I just miss you. Miss you being around, miss you for being you, regardless of who we are to each other, it probably wouldn’t matter. I just miss you, and suddenly, it isn’t all that miserable anymore. Sometimes a little bittersweet, sometimes it makes it a little hard to breathe, but all in all, it’s better than before. Missing you, is so much easier than missing everything we had and everything you made me feel.
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