Change.

I never thought moving an hour away from home would have such an affect on something so dear to me. 42.8 miles. About 51 minutes. That is all. Nothing too unreasonable. Just a little drive. And only a phone call or message away.

I am realizing though, that maybe what I held so dear was not valued the same way. Maybe not now, and maybe never. Maybe I fooled myself into believing it mattered. I feel so broken hearted.

My mind is wandering, skimming through the past looking for something that may have caused this. I have found nothing.

It is hard. I feel like I am a good friend. But now, as I stand here alone, without the one person I considered my best, I am left to wonder if I am.

I honestly feel like my heart has been ripped out.

on the bright side, I still have little Sophia and chocolate milk, which has comforted me many of times.