I miss talking to you every day.

I miss knowing about your life.

I miss hearing you talk about your frustrations or the latest cause for anxiety about your face.

I miss telling you you’ll be okay, or sharing in your rant about something stupid a coworker did.

I miss hearing you talk about derby, even when I have no idea what you’re talking about.

I never could have imagined that this is what your absence would feel like.

You filled a hole I didn’t know I had until I met you.

And now it’s all I see and feel.

With you, I belonged somewhere. I always felt that next to you was where I was supposed to be, where I was meant to be. I never doubted that. Any doubt I’d have would be whether or not you wanted me there.

You felt like home to me.

Only no home I’ve ever known before.

You felt safe. I just couldn’t let myself believe it.

I hope you never again have to be with someone who doesn’t know how lucky they are to be with you.