I don’t don’t miss you.
Sure I miss the memories we created, and the never ending moments of laughter. But that’s all in the past.
We learn to accept that people change over time. That not everyone is meant to be a forever in life.
Yet I sit here thinking to myself how lucky I am. Lucky to have at least experienced what I did with you, with anyone in my past over all.
I’ve realize I don’t miss you, I miss who you once use to be. But I rather hold on to those beautiful memories, than to destroy myself .