I (really) miss you.

Sometimes I hope that if we ever see each other again it will be as if no time had passed at all. Unfortunately life doesn't work that way, so there won't be any hugging or 'picking up where we left off'. I miss you, or atleast who you used to be. Sometimes I have an endless list of 'what if's' but I know it's useless to ponder over that. But no matter what happens I want you to know that I will miss you, because even if I ever deny it you will always be a part of me. No matter how many aching months and wretched years pass I will always miss you. Don't you ever forget you have a place in my heart you beautifully familiar stranger.