And by you, I don’t mean a specific person. I mean a collective you. The best friends, boyfriends, roommates, teammates, coworkers, acquaintances, and, hell, even the complete strangers that filled my life in the past years. I miss you.
I miss you all.
Your ghosts haunt me as I pass through these places silently. Alone.
The moments where I don’t have to worry about anything or anyone else but myself. The moments where I can just be.
Life is a complicated thing.
I miss you.