Don't worry he tells me tenderly. It doesn't matter who you've been, who you are, or who you become. I'm with you every step of the way.

How can you miss someone who’s right beside you?

But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It never stops.

Nobility and self-sacrifice sound wonderful in theory, but now he’s seen how it feels. A dead hero is still dead at the end of the day, and you’re still alone.

Because I love you.' It was easy to say it this time now that I understood what it meant. Then I quoted his own words back to him. 'Not just when it's easy. All the time.

Yet sometimes being a friend meant letting people do things that hurt, like putting distance between you, just because it made them happy.

Sometimes I miss the old me.