I miss you.
And it's not just the I miss what we had. It's the I miss what we never got.
I miss knowing what we looked like 10 years in.
20.
30.
My parents will celebrate 50 years of marriage next year. We don't get that.
I want to see how you curl up with me after 10 years of the same Valentine's day.
I want to see how you handle a new house, a new life, growing nieces/nephews, and aging relatives.
I want to know how you would handle all the curveballs life gives us. Be it a holiday going not as planned, or a life plan getting derailed.
We never got that.
