Sometimes we have to make choices we don't fully want to make in order to heal. And in the midst of all the broken relationships and learning myself, letting him go was deeply heart breaking. 

So you. 

I miss you.

I miss your hugs.

I miss your hands.

I even miss your jokes.

I miss how you really saw me.

I miss how you took time to check on me.

I even miss the same restaurant everyday.

I miss long conversations.

I miss short talks.

I miss the safety you brought.

I miss feeling beautiful in your sight.

But, most of all I miss you.