I Miss You, but I Understand Why We Don't Talk Anymore
I miss you. I want you to know that. Maybe I don't miss you the way you would want me to. Maybe just by saying it alone I make things harder than I need to. But I can't pretend I don't- you were a part of my life that doesn't get replaced easily- if ever. We had a connection that rivals most in my mind, and to act as if I don't feel that void every now and then is impossible. Yet there are reasons we aren't part of each other's lives anymore. I know that. I know that we had a potential to take things to the next level, and we didn't. I know that we could've been something incredible and perhaps the best thing to happen to either one of us. But we didn't. Instead, a combination of life, excuses, and hesitation crept in and pushed us just far enough apart for other things to come in. For other priorities. For other people. It didn't fall apart all in one day, but sometimes it feels like it did. One moment, you were the only pe...