Still painful

I wish the pain has ended. I still miss having you around. The emotions are hitting me strongly once again. I remember the days when we'd gone jogging. I miss that. I remember the days when we had dinner and hung out till late. I miss that. I wonder how you are. I had imagined this scene in my head when I dropped off your letters whereby I ran into your brother and he told me that you are no longer the same without me and that you need me. Alas, I know it's wishful thinking. I know you are getting along perfectly fine without me. My absence makes no difference to you. It still hurts that your absence is painful for me.