During the daytime I'm mostly ok. You can get through anything by pretending it doens't exsist. Nights are harder though. At night you can't ignore the fact that you're in the wrong bed, and that you're in it alone.

I miss my best friend. Miss my confidant. Miss my companion in all things. Miss my lover. I miss waking up next to someone so gorgeous, someone who just waking up next to is enough to bring a smile to your face. I miss having a hand to hold. I miss our laughter. I miss watching tv and snuggling on the couch under a pile of blankets. I miss deciding what to have for dinner. I miss lazy weekends and grocery shopping. I miss having a reason to leave work, to hurry home from the gym. I miss the texts, the emails, the phone calls on the drive home. I miss you.