They tell me I'm better off without him.
They say, "Good for you," and "Thank goodness!"
And that's what I felt too,
As soon as it was over.
But all alone,
Feeling the bitter cold of the ever-changing world we live in,
I sometimes wish he was there with a kiss on my forehead
Instead of a "How's school going?"
Sometimes it's hard to let go,
When I see that picture of us,
Our favorite private joke written across the bottom in messy handwriting.
I know deep down that if we went back to the way it was,
We would still part ways in the end.
But is it wrong to miss the good things
About a person you once cared for more than anyone else?

~Written for my bro TheConsultingDalek   She asked me to try to write a poem about missing someone. Welp~