Six months. That’s how long it was when we were separated. That’s how long it had been without you in my life. How long since you ended our relationship. Those six months were terrible because everyday, every night, I thought of you. Some days I hated you for leaving, some days I worried about the destructive choices you were making, but most of all, I missed you. More importantly, I missed us. Then one day I found the courage to finally talk to you. For days you explained how much you missed me, how much you regretted letting me go, and how depressed you were without me. Trusting you again was hard but I knew that bad days or good days, it didn’t matter without you. I wanted you with me. We have gone through a lot together, and apart. I don’t believe in soul mates, but I know I belong with you. And you belong with me. I cannot wait for the future because I know my future is better now because you’re a part of it.