Miss you?

I can think about you, care about you, even replay moments we’ve shared in my head, but I don’t really miss you in that aching, emotional way. I don’t feel that urge to text or call. Not because I’ve forgotten you, but because my brain doesn’t really work like that.

It’s nothing personal. I can go months without speaking to someone and still pick up the convo from where we left off. I don’t crave reassurance or constant presence to know something still holds value. I just trust what is, and move through life as I should.

It’s strange because people often mistake that for detachment, when really it’s the opposite. I got proper love for those that I see as close to me, I just don’t always express it in frequent ways. The way I show love isn’t in the constant check-ins or the daily texts, it’s in the way I still got time  for people even when they’re far from my day-to-day life. If you’ve ever meant something to me, you still do. Well, unless you pissed me off of course. 

The truth is, some of us experience connection differently. I can love and appreciate you, and still not need constant communication to prove it. I don’t mind the silence. I don’t equate absence with loss.

So when I go quiet, don’t think it’s because I don’t care. It’s just that in my head, we’re still good.

I guess, what I’m trying to say in a more polite way is out of sight, out of mind but when we do talk or link up the love’s always going to be there.