I don’t like thinking about the past because I start thinking--

"It was so simple."

"So easy."

"But you took it all for granted."

"And you can never get it back."

And then all these emotions start building in my chest behind my eyes clouding my thoughts...

and I can’t speak.

I can’t think and the only thing I know is--

I miss how it used to be…

I miss who we used to be.