I miss you. I miss you I miss you I miss you.
You were my best friend. My lover. My alloftheabove.
I want to talk to someone. I can’t do anything but write.
Every day I’m fine until it hits me.
And when it hits me, here I go again like a ton of bricks that just won’t stop weighing down.
Life is so unfair, and of course, now I think only of my own pain. But how are you struggling?
I miss you. This is all I know.