I Am Missing Him

I asked myself last night, why am I missing him after all this time? I stood for a moment, and really thought about it, the details of what made us "us". And it wasn't just a crush, it wasn't fake or lacking in depth. He made his love known in the simplest of ways, the real life stuff. We brought out the best in each other, and that's what good partners do.

But in the end, the love we had wasn't enough to cure his demons. And now, so much time has gone by. I have someone who loves me and I love him. We are committed. But sometimes, in the quiet space that is my own, I miss him. And I think I'll always love him.