Aren’t we all? I think most of the time, we don't necessarily miss the person themselves as much as we miss the memories we made with them. Even when someone leaves us on a bad note, I guess there's still a part of us that misses who they used to be, back when things were good.
We miss the version of them we once knew, the moments we shared and all those good memories, even if things eventually turned out differently. Because sometimes it's not really the person we miss, but the way things used to be when they were still good.
