This cannot be more accurate on how I feel. Except, I haven’t told you I want you to be happy. But, I do. I do want you to be happy. Honestly though, the thought of you being happy with someone else kills me because I used to be that person. And getting used to not talking to you anymore…it does feel like something’s missing. It feels like my day isn’t complete. Well, it used to be like that, but under these circumstances, I have to get used to it and it hasn’t been easy. There be times throughout my day where I’d just want to pick up my phone and text you exactly what I’ve been feeling, but I know nothing I’d say would even make a difference so why bother, right? 

I hate this feeling.