Writer's Block: Loved Ones Afar
Not to sound dramatic or trite, but I'm always missing that particular person. In all honesty, it's stupid and vain. When I feel any nostalgia overcome my senses, I focus on when we were happy together and not just in the relationship sense. The random times we hung out strictly as friends, though I was secretly pining, or the classes we shared together. Focusing on the happier times allows my heart to mend. My blatant attention to his jerk-like qualities only left the wounds fresh. It's easier this way. :D