No two relationships are the same, we are different people with....different people.
Who I am with my best friends is different from who I am at work,
And so when someone leaves, they take that person with them.

What I miss the most of you leaving, is that person. That me.
That girl, who was carefree and silly and real.
Who was hyper and loud and herself.

But I would loose a thousand such people, if that means you could breathe again,
I miss you each and everyday.
And just you being alive and well, would be everything, irregardless of if I could be alive with you.

Now I just hope you are in a better place,
Because that's the least you deserve.
You were good people.