Dear Unnamed,
I miss you, sometimes. You weren't good for me, for a number of reasons, and I could never be the person you wanted me to be, for a similar number of reasons, so we weren't right for each other. Our breakup was the right thing and my still being angry with you is understandable.
But I miss you.
I miss having someone I know would be there to chat with almost any time. I miss your cuteness. I miss you playing games on a quiet weekend when there was nobody else involved, just you, me, and our honor guard of dogs. Me and them cuddled up on the bed making you jealous as you played your games and cuddled with your Bluey plush.
I miss that when we weren't together I knew you were just a message away. From "Good morning <3" to "Goodnight, sleep well." Everything in between we were both there for each other all day long; eternally online and when we were lonely we were lonely together. It wasn't an "always chatting" thing but when one of us did reach out, the other was there.
It's been over a year and I still miss having that; someone I know would always be there.
I miss you. I'm angry with you. It hurts to be angry with you. I want to let go of that anger but I want to stop missing you first because maybe if I can do that I can stop hurting.
