Its pathetic.
I miss you when you’re gone, no matter how brief the hours are.
I want nothing more than for you to grow as a person,
so I must find strength to let you fly.
I mustn’t regard it as an involuntary act of being alone,
rather the encouragement to let you fulrish;
succeeding to fulfil your ambitions.
I must learn to exist as just me,
for the times when we are together but not physically.
I shouldn’t let my mind wander into the darkness,
when I don’t have you within reach as my coping mechanism.
I can’t rely solely on you, it’s not fair
even if you stay with me forever.
