There are these moments where I wake-up on a sleepy afternoon much like today, with tears streaming down my face, having dreamt of just missing you, again.

I can see your face. I remember all these incredible little moments between us; your laughter and your smile. It terrifies that all those things are simply becoming faded memories now, memories of what could have been.

I didn't know you would be leaving, at least not to suddenly. But if I had known you would be stepping away, I would've held you one last time. And in all honesty, I don't know if I would've let you go, especially if I knew that that would be the last goodbye.

But wherever you are, I hope you're well. I think of you constantly and hope that there's joy in your heart, because you brought so much of it to everyone around you. I love you.