yeah.
i miss her.
still.
and after wondering why i still did, i realized that i don't want to stop missing her.
she was a part of me, of who i am, and even if missing her can sometimes mean nostalgia and a sense of loss, it also means a memory of a time when what is and what should be were one and the same. that's something that not many get to experience, and it is my blessing become curse.
and i will hold that and cherish it forever.
lemonade from lemons.