You are missed. You inspired me, I cherished the time we spent together, and hated it when we made plans, then plans didn’t work out. Never in my life would I decline a date just because I felt puffy that day from fluid retention, or because it was just a horrible day and nothing was going right. If I wasn’t at my best, I didn’t want you seeing me any other way. You deserved my best. You didn’t know it, but you were kind of my hero; my savior who made me feel sexy and desired, who advised me regarding life’s little problems. You helped me in so many ways, most of which you never knew. You treated me like someone special, for a long time, until you stopped. I wish you would get an urge to contact me, but you revealed why you don’t a long time ago, and what you didn’t reveal was easily confirmed on social media. 😔
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