The night that a wave of real sadness was brought over me, as I vividly relived several nights we spent together intertwined so closely. Really, it’s what I wanted it to flourish into as time passed. Not what actually happened. But they were supposed to be with you, ideally. It’s still in the odd stage where I can’t picture these kind of moments with another being. Not as meaningfully, of course. This hasn’t happened in a couple months, honestly. I’m just running out of bitterness in my heart, for bitterness only causes pain, and it’s hard to stay angry at someone that you invested so much emotion into at one point. It’s just tough.