Letter to Aaron
I am allowed to miss my bestie. I am allowed to love the good memories. I am allowed to grieve what I lost, even if our friendship was complicated and even if I don't know what became of him.
There are times I miss you
It sucks I cant see you, call you, hear your voice, know how you are.
You made an impact to me. you mattered. you made me feel like I mattered.
You were a great person.
You had demons. you drank, you were looking for love. you had a questionable past.
You were chaos, in the middle of storms. you caused storms, I later learned later on.
I felt bad for loving you so, as you were not perfect. I'm not perfect either but loving you is something I wondered if should have happened. I felt guilty about it. For not seeing your brokenness earlier. for accepting you so much.
It makes me feel bad to think.
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