I miss him.
She’s right. Maybe its time to end it. Maybe its time to end this charade. Maybe its time to be “professional”, whatever that word means. Maybe its time to put aside these intentions and start wishing and hoping for better days ahead. To start facing problems as they come, to solve them when they are meant to be solved.
But for all its worth, I did my best.
I miss the old me. Wherever he is, I miss him.
But I will miss you the most.
