all i do is miss you.  as i hang out with these strangers, tidal relationships in various states of rise and decline, in this life constructed by decisions made in haste or not at all - i just miss you.

i do not wish you were here.  i imagine your life MUST be better anywhere else, with anyone else, as far away from all of this as possible.  on the best days and the worst - i'm glad you made it out.