It was always nice to miss you while I could still love you. Although life and time has distanced us, I think that perhaps, I’m closer to you now more than ever. Life has its ways of teaching us lessons, lessons we thought we knew but were too afraid to apply. I find myself missing your company more than anything. The mundane moments we shared during our time together seem to be more of significance than the dates and the anniversaries. I miss having someone to grocery shop with. Remember how you used to pick out mangoes from the produce section and I used to say watermelon was better? Ha, good times. We Facetimed every night, and that was something I must admit I took for granted. Technology is an amazing complement to love. It makes the distance a bit more bearable, these nights a bit warmer, and your love a bit more convenient. Having someone to run errands with is such an underrated aspect of being in a relationship. You never have to go anywhere alone. You don’t have to hide your vulnerabilities and insecurities any more. You can vent with the comfort of their understanding and without the fear of judgement. I miss telling you all the details about my day, letting you into places in my mind only I have been. Your scent. The way you carried yourself. The sound of your laugh. How comfortable you made me feel. I miss how consoling your words were. I miss binge watching Master Chef with you during our summer we spent together. Talking future plans like our kids and our houses.
Damn, I miss you.
Psych! Hell nah, don’t ever play yourself. I wrote this in my hotel suite in Los Angeles shortly after shopping on Melrose while my editor is editing my short novel coming January 2017. RDL4EVER.
