I miss him

I miss him.

I’m the one who initiated the breakup, and I still think it was the right choice, but God, I miss him so much.

I’m not going to text, call, or contact him in any way because I know that would be unfair to both of us. I guess I just wanted to vent.

I miss his presence. I miss talking to him. I miss telling him about the books I’m reading and the trivial things in my day-to-day life. I miss hearing about his days. I miss watching movies together. I miss hearing him laugh. I miss looking at his face. I miss having my person.