It's funny, coming to the realization that I'm not over this. I thought I was, really.
But I had forgotten the voice and the inside jokes and the face.
Fucking seriously?
It's like something that was roughly patched on the left side of my ribcage was just blown wide open by a gust of icy wind. I'm not going to cry or anything, but fuck.
I am okay. I'm going to be even more okay but right now I still miss it.
I chalked the whole experience up to be something that wasn't too well-thought through and something that ended up hurting me... But it was no mistake.
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