In Plain Sight

Ring around the roses

Pocket full of posies

Ashes ashes

We All Fall 

Down.

I miss him. There are days where the pain of missing him is so acute, I can't breathe. Its impossible to forget him. As I keep saying, he was my best friend before everything went down. He was the one constant in my life, for 10 years. I miss him. I miss laughing with him about everything, and I miss fighting. And always winning, because he never could say no to me.

I miss the feeling of being loved, and I miss the feeling of meaning something to someone. 

My friends now all have their other halves. I am happy for them. Like rainbow and sunshine happy for them. I am not jealous, nor do I wish them to be unhappy. But I do feel longing. I do want someone I can tell every single little tiny detail to. 

Sigh.