I Miss You

You meet this person who makes a sort of click within you. A person who makes you smile and laugh and feel good for awhile. Whether it be a friend or lover. You start hanging around with them and you're learning about each other. Their favorite foods and movies and songs. You learn their habits and hobbies. Their talents and the things they suck at. You learn the things that make them laugh until they're holding their sides. What makes them cry so much they need your shoulder to lean on. What annoys them and what makes them feel sentimental. You start taking pictures together, starting your own rituals and inside jokes. You talk about your lives, your pasts and futures and the universe's existence. You start to know each other like you know yourselves. And before you know it, you're best friends and you don't have to say a word for them to know what mood you're in. There's this person you've spent so long getting to know and care about. Making countless memories and ideas with one another. It becomes this thing where you miss each other, even though you just spent all of yesterday together. So even if something happens and somehow, somewhere along the line, the relationship becomes something painful or toxic or holding you back, you don't want to let go. You just can't. Because what about that time we laughed so hard, milk came out of her nose? What about the time we spent the entire day laying in bed and watching movies while he played with my hair? What about the fact that you became the only person I felt comfortable stuffing my face in front of? Or about the first day I realized you'd never judge me and confessed all of my deepest thoughts? What about when I realized I loved you? Or I just simply wished you'd stay in my life forever because I'm always happier with you around? We've made this deep, human connection with someone. And we're just supposed to... let go? Move on? Even when you know it's become the best, or even the only path to take, it's always the hardest one.