My Person.
My person.
You were my person. The person I went to for everything. It could've been something serious. It could've been something trivial. I miss that. I miss you.
It weighs heavy on my heart that I had to let you go. I had to stop a cycle that reminded me of something from my past. Yet, here I am missing you.
How do I just let it go? How do I just forget what you did for me as a person?
I miss you so much I cry sometimes. I know that this was the best decision for the both of us. No need to hurt each other anymore. No need to put stress on each other anymore. The only problem is you were the person I went to when I needed someone to talk to.
Now I don't have you.
You can't be my person.
This is what's best.
I miss you.













