I miss you, a lot.
Busy lives have taken us prisoner and taken us from each other. I look at our conversations that seem to be nothing more than a few words and I miss all the conversations we used to have.
I watch you post photos of your memories this year and I've yet to make a single photo- I've stopped going through them honestly.
I miss our memories and knowing that no matter when or how I called you, you were there. Talking to my best friend is supposed to be easy and natural, now I feel a little weird honestly.
This drifting hurts more than a break-up, I'm not losing just a piece of my heart but it seems like I'm losing a piece of myself.
I'd rather lose anything over my best friend, but it slowly seems to be happening.
I miss telling everything to you, I really only cared about your words. Losing you is like losing the air around me, It hurts just as much as suffocating. Maybe more.
I don't wish to drift from you.
Drifting should have never been in our plans, and I hope more than anything this is temporary. I miss our bickering and teasing, I miss visiting you and just knowing everything was okay.
You were (are?) my best friend and you made everything okay.
Did you really miss all the things that held our worlds together?
I promise to work on this drifting because I hate it. Despise it. But if it continues, just know that without you in my life, breathing is just a little harder.