Today is I'm glad it's over.

Today I learned that you don't really miss miss a person. Like when you don't meet someone for a long time. Or it's just been awhile. You tell them you miss him or her through phone conversations, text messages, e-mails or letters. Then one day both of you meet in an event or some place and suddenly you don't really know what to say to each other. You get past the normal greetings and how are yous and then you hit a wall of what the hell am I supposed to say now? What used to be comfortable silences becomes awkward. Admit it. You say you can talk about anything under the sun but that's what strangers do too. No matter how much you try to explain the situation, you never really miss miss a person. So today I learned that what I actually miss are the moments spent together. The memories. What used to be. Today I realized everytime I miss a person, it's simply me still holding onto the past. No matter how much I tell myself I've moved on, it's me lying. I guess I'd been trudging ahead on mud and had gotten soil stuck onto my boots.