#thebraintrain

Teaching myself how to miss you. Learning how to deal with the physical loss of a person who still exists. Just not here. Not with me. 

Sitting in a room that was yours and is now temporarily mine. Hearing you smile over the phone, but not being able to see it. Thinking of all the stories that I should’ve been able to tell you, but can’t, because they didn’t happen. Because you weren’t here.

Finding joy in your adventures, even when I stopped pushing mine. 

I need you, I miss you; they are just words. They give life no additional meaning.