The bed feels empty, 

because once it was full.

My heart is broken,

Because there’s a piece of it you stole.

It isn’t like you took it though.

It was more of a gift.

A piece of me I gave you,

But you didn’t try to resist.

I’ve spent a year without you.

It has been a rollercoaster of tears.

You have learned why I am broken.

You learned all of my troubles and my fears.

When I learned I would see you again,

I was overjoyed.

My lost friend was going to come home.

Every piece of sadness was destroyed.

When you arrived everything was the same.

All my doubts and concerns disappeared.

Until we stayed up late one night talking.

I learned there was something that I feared.

I feared loosing such a good friend.

In the moment I had it all.

I had my friends and my family all in one place.

All my anxiety seemed so small.

But all good things come to an end.

And our time may be up.

But as you get on that plane.

I can’t help but wish we didn’t have to grow up.

We all grow up eventually.

It is how life goes.

But I wish I could spend my days next to you.

Not living by the highs and lows.

I wish I could know how to get through

all the days I spend fixing myself with tape and glue.

But in reality I just want you to know

That I spend those days missing you.