:'(

I miss him.

I miss him everyday.

Everyday I wake up and hope that he is okay.

I want to talk to him, talk to him like I have so many times. I have had some of the most amazing conversations with him. I want those again.

I want to talk to him, but when I do so I want my heart to stop believing that there is still hope.

My heart thinks that he is just away for awhile--like when he was away at school and I didn't see him for months on end.

I'm getting there. One day I will be free of that hope and I will be able to talk to him like he is one of my best friends. He is one of my best friends. And hopefully he always will be.