The things you miss

When someone leaves you always think about the good times.  Those moments you spend together when the world freezes and melts away leaving you and that person together in a moment of joy.  Those moments, though far and few between are what I look back on when I think of friends, family, and loved ones that have touched my life.  I like to relive those moments, when I have a free moment.  Thinking how lucky I was to be there to share that.  There is something about this time that is different.  As much as I love those moments, it isn't the good times that stick out in my mind.  It wasn't the times when we had free time or had the world melt away leaving it to just us.  It was the normal moments.  I miss the sweet things she said.  The odd jokes she told that I thought were cute.  I miss the planning; the thoughts of being able to accomplish anything.  Even the angry arguments that went late in to the night.  In reality I miss all of that much more.  And more than anything I miss being able to hold her, to comfort her when she was stressed.  Those very short, brief moments when she let her guard down long enough for me to climb inside and have a look around at the world from her point of view.  Those moments when she did, they never happen half way around the world and rarely happen half way around the room. So until that person comes back into your life you just sit and wait and relive those moments in all that free time.