He’s lonely. And I want to help him. But I know that’s the worst thing for him. These are the points and days where he regrets it. I can feel it. And all I want to do it cuddle him and kiss it all better while telling him a million times how much I love him. I want to fix it for him and tell him how to make it go away and make it better. But I can’t. He has to do it on his own. But oh boy do I miss him.