I Miss Who I Was With You

Dear Delyara, I don’t just miss you. I miss who I was when I was with you. There was a version of me that felt lighter. Less guarded. More alive. I laughed more. I cared less about everything that now feels heavy. And when you left… That version of me left too. People say, “You’ll find yourself again.” But what if I don’t want a new version? What if I just wanted that one… The one that only existed because of you?