I’ve never had such volatile and unpredictable feelings. I thought I was beginning to move on, and sought solace in my confession earlier. Tonight I find myself yearning for you in a way I hadn’t considered before. We talked every day for those months, morning and night, and I always looked forwards to the special notification your message brought. You were the only person I thought about and talked to without fail. Suddenly my biggest companion has gone, and I’m left with a perfect hole where you once stood. I know we might not have been right for each other, but it sure does ache to have a part of you missing. I wish I could chat to you tomorrow about how the job went. I wish you could hold me and play with my hair. I wish that we could have worked through things together. In time I know rationally these feelings will fade and become more infrequent. But in the now I wish for you more strongly than ever before. I love you and I didn’t realise what I had until it was no longer there. You mean so much to me, and I wish things had gone differently. I love you.