I Miss People Well

because I stopped missing the love of my life.

Photo by Ryan Jacobson

I used to think I would never be able to live a day without missing a particular person. It’s not a lonely fear. Post break-up, I think I am probably in the puffy-eyed majority of the brokenhearted.

For weeks to months to years, I still would say, I miss him every day. After three years, it became a slower miss him less which morphed into I don’t miss him……