This too shall pass...

[sinrose]

I will always be fine.

I don't miss the ideal in my head.

I don't miss the sweet words.

I don't miss the hope of something more.

I miss my friend.

Just that.

Ten year friendship, closeness, bond...gone.

And I miss the dignity you stole from me.

I don't want to close my eyes and see your face, hear your voice, read your words.

I don't want to be sad or angry anymore. I'm done with that. It's useless.

But I miss my friend.

You probably miss me too, but I'll never know, I guess.