It's so much better off this way.

I found myself missing you more than ever today. I still wonder what went wrong, and why? I miss the hugs we had, every kiss we made, and the time we spent together. But it was just a brief thing right? This isn't going to happen again. At least I hope so. Maybe I just need to see you this week. At least once. I need to know that you're happy. Not happy because it's over. But happy in general. It seems you are always in a bad state when you inform the world of what is going on in your life. And as a friend, that tears at me that I can't do anything to help you out.