Randomly came to mind when an old friend of mine messaged me 'I miss you' and something along the lines of our friendship meaning nothing. It had meant so much to me, but I felt as if it was a friendship of me constantly giving. And the friendship made my mental health worse.
This is a small, poetic, journal entree about a relationship. One party of the relationship changed and the other party is writing about how they miss the feeling of being with them-not necessarily the person.