"He was the kind of man I always dreamt of, or at least what was what I felt back then. We could talk about anything, really, anything. We could talk non-stop. Talking about our days, talking about things that mattered and things that didn't matter. Telling lame jokes without feeling stupid about it. Singing to favorite tunes and relating it to our live.
Sometimes you meet a person and you just click--you're comfortable with them, like you've known them your whole life, and you don't have to pretend to be anyone or anything. And he was that kind of person--for me."
And today, March 26th, marks our very first day (after spending 2,5 years non-stop talking to each other) for not talking and making any contact with each other.
I guess I just miss being happy,
or maybe,
I just want him to be around because he's the one who makes me happy.