Dear J, Sometimes I wish that I could still hold your hand or run a few fingers down your cheek and look into your eyes to see that you love me. Except I can't because both you and I have someone new. Which is what we need. As humans we need the comfort of a different person to satisfy the loneliness our hearts feel. But sometimes a puzzle piece doesn't feel quite the same way and when that happens we're left with gaps in our memories and small holes in the roofs over our heads. And the rain gets in. Do you miss not relying on medication and not wishing you were sometimes dead? Because I do. I wish I didn't always think the sun used to be brighter and I miss when I thought nothing was more brilliant than you. I miss when I could laugh anything because I was carefree and because I had you. Do you miss having me? I know it seems shallow and I know that when a puzzle piece does fit, you don't really want to take the two apart, but what if the hiccups in the pattern are worth the weather it brings?