i think about people i meet in life.

some i am friends with for a short time
while i am in that place in life.

some seem close,
but end up not being what i thought.

but some, there is something about them.

something that makes me miss them
when i am not with them.

a deep, intense longing to be with that person,
and i know they are one of my people who will be with me
through out my life, wherever i am.

i don't have to see them often.
but when i do see them,
it is real, it is honest,
and everything feels right
in my life in that moment.

and when i have to say goodbye,
my heart hurts.

i feel this deep sadness that leaves me so incredibly torn
that my body can't even decide how to respond.

so i drive away.

and sit in the grief that part of me is missing.

until next time.