It’s been a while, I know. And, believe me, I’ve missed you.

I’ve missed this.

I’ve missed the connection between three girlfriends who would stay up all night talking in a parked car, bonding over heartbreaks and frustrations and schemes and plans and laughs.

I’m slowly starting to forget the plans we made.

I’m forgetting what it felt like to feel close to someone who wanted nothing more than me to be there, just when I was needed.

Lord knows I’d do more. I’ll always do more. You will expect nothing from me and I will always do my best to go above and beyond. Even when I’m mad or frustrated or upset with you. I will always be there.

And that’s comforting.

But things aren’t the same. And they’ll never be the same again.

We’re all different now and Life is taking us in different directions.

She isn’t pulling us apart. But we’re slowly making our own way in the world.

Going to different places, chasing different dreams.

And while I’ve never felt more independent, I’ve never felt more alone.

Anna is away in Russia. I wouldn’t be able to tell you when I’ll see her again. For now, it’s just Someday.

Ramona is here, but we’re both too busy to make the time to see each other. Our interactions have boiled down to nights out with the guys.

I miss us.

I just want us to feel like home again.