We parted ways
Without fighting
Without anger
I want to think that is a good thing
No residual hate or pain
But I still have to wonder...
Were we too hasty in parting ways?
I find myself missing you and your company
And the little things
When you left
It created a hole that hasn't been filled since
I tried to fill it with the bottle
But it only made the hole bigger

I do miss you
But ultimately
I just want you to be happy