The Pain of Days Long Gone...

This morning I woke and turned over to my back and stretched out and then had a thought that I guess had been lingering in the back of mind my for some time now. I had the feeling that I just wanted to be laying next to him, in his bed, in his room. I wanted to turn over and be nose to nose with him. I just wanted to be embraced by his arms once again. I even miss the corny little good morning/ goodnight text he used to send.    I sometimes if he reads some of these post and wonder if they are directed towards him. The little things in life mean so much more when you no longer have them. The pain of a void long gone, yes we've said that the past is now water under the bridge and that we can be friends but what does that really mean if we can't speak to each other as we once did? But should they mean so much if you aren't sure if there were real? Should I miss something that wasn't really mine to begin with?