I will end this post with a beautiful piece of writing from someone very close to me. It is anonymous because it is a rather deep look into this person's soul.
When you miss someone desperately, hopelessly, and endlessly, you miss so much that eventually you use up all of the missing you have in you and then you realize there's none left and you don't miss anymore; it's all gone. That's when you're free and it's the only way to get there. Go straight through the pain and missing and heartbreak and come out on the other side alive. Alive. Alive.