I don’t exactly know what to say but I want to write something.

I saw a future with you. That was what made the break up so damn terrible, and probably why I still now get this huge mound of dirt in my throat whenever I see you. It’s been 4 months and I miss you. I miss you in the things that make me think of you; what you’d get excited over, what you couldn’t stand me doing, and what’s worst, the things I find myself interested in because of you. I’m not in love with you, I don’t love you, and I hate seeing you as it brings everything back. But I miss what we definitely could have been. Maybe we’ll meet again in the future, when we’re both different people. I’d like that.