Less.
I think I will miss you very badly. But I'm dreading you very much now.
Dreading you because you contain much of my fears and insecurities.
Because you make me feel smaller than I would like to think I am.
But you have contained so much of beautiful memories and amazing moments,
dreadful months of struggle and hopeless days.
So I'm now caught in the middle, clueless of what to feel.
God, remind me of You. Your heart for the world once again.
Less of me, more of you.