It’s happening again

Next week it’ll be two months since you left. I’ve been doing ok the past week and haven’t cried much, even had a couple days where I haven’t at all. But today for some reason I’ve just felt this wave come over me, the further away we drift the more I picture you meeting someone else and it just kills me.

I miss you endlessly but I don’t think I can be friends with you. I want you to be happy but just the thought of you being happy with someone else is enough to make my stomach churn.