It has been one year now since last saw you. I don't know if I have changed much at all, or if I am just the same as before you went away. It seems so strange that time has gone by so quickly, but things feel almost the same as they were before. I don't know if there is some denial, or if I am being unemotional, perhaps stoic. I know you are not coming back, but I guess I do occasionally think of you.
Perhaps this is why I have been feeling a little down lately.