I know I must say that a lot. I guess I could apologize, but if it is what I am feeling, why should I?
It's hard when you see someone every day, live with someone for a year, and then they are gone. Sometimes I wonder if I did the right thing by living with him last year because it hurts so much now. There is so much to miss.
I miss his half hour showers, right when I need to pee the most.
I miss ESPN on the TV 24 hours a day.
I miss him eating all the good granola bars and me not noticing until the one day I actually go to eat one.
I miss seeing his Cherry Coke, Dr. Pepper, or whatever nasty soda I don't like in the fridge.
I miss making dinner with him, watching Seinfeld, and then washing the dishes together. Even though I am not the biggest Seinfeld fan (I would much rather watch Law and Order at 7 thank you).