So I'm doing everything in my power to make it to 2 full weeks of NC. A few minutes ago, my phone pops up an alert that you've just joined facebook messenger and I should be the first person to welcome you with a message. I want to talk to you so bad, but I know better. I know this is a perfect excuse to say hello, but I know better. I just want to see how you are doing. I know that you would respond. But I know better. Every piece of advice I've seen says that I have to let you go no matter what. I have to heal and move on, or you'll never come back. Or if I don't heal and move on, I will remain miserable. But with each day that passes, I feel like I'm getting smaller and smaller in your rear view mirror. I just want to catch up to you. I know you let go or you wouldn't have ended things. I just wish it was as easy for me as it was for you to give up.