i miss you.

i miss our friendship.

i miss hearing all the little things you’d tell me.

but i really miss who i was with you.

i miss waking up happy and excited to go to school instead of dreading waking up.

i miss laughing all the time instead of crying all the time.

i miss smiling in the hall instead of holding the tears back from all the pain that just resurfaced.

i miss genuinely being happy and wanting to live, wanting to do things, instead of forcing myself to hold on every single night.

you brought out a side of me i never thought i had, and when you left you took it with you.

now i don’t know if i’m grieving you and our friendship or the part of me you took.