I consider the phenomenon of missing a loved one is more complex than love itself. What we don’t understand is, it’s hardly we miss the person, instead we actually miss the old version of them, the version we liked, the version we fell for, the version that made everything feel better.. When it’s done, that version becomes dead and you don’t see that anymore. This makes you feel you miss them.. It’s an illusion.Just, “Move On”….
