I miss every single detail, about you, my favorite person. I miss the glimmer of pure joy in your eyes when you'd see me. When I saw you. I miss spending day-in and day-out with you, Surrounded by your voice, your breath, Your beating heart, your aliveness. I miss the way you'd comfort me, no matter what Even if I was a lot, you still cared about me. I hate the way I miss you I hate the way this pain is long-lasting Almost, never-ending. I hate the way the void continues to grow with each day I don't wake up to be greeted by your texts I hate the way you make me feel sometimes How obsessed I am, how much I miss you How badly I want you. How I'd do anything to not feel like there's an bottomless void growing each day that I'm not with you. I feel like I'm dying. Almost, feeling sulkish. No matter how many people I meet, you are the thought that never leaves. I often times hope you will move on, and in the same breath Dread the day you will forget me, From the way your name flew out from my vocal cords out into your ears like the flute. To the day, you will soon forget my laugh, my place in your bed, Our daily video games, our time together. To the day even the mere thought of us is another mere intrusive thought swept away, by your new life, and livelihood. But I will never forget you, only I will obsess about all the little things I could have done, to preserve you to preserve us. The things I could have done to better encase, and capture all of our moments forever. About how I have never wanted, or felt so cared about by anyone like you made me feel. Only I, will mourn, and burn for you for times to come, even though your flame may be ashes for a while. I will. For only I, will cry for hours on end and scream, for forgiveness, no matter how long it's been. My glass may never empty, for you. And I long for the day that shall never come, where we shall meet again, my Favorite person.

Tldr; I lost my fp a few months ago, and I'm going through it, but I hope this is relatable for others!