I don’t think I miss them… I just miss who I was when I was with them

I always thought I missed my ex. That’s what I’ve been telling myself for months. But recently I realised something… I don’t actually miss them that much. I miss who I was when I was with them. Back then, I used to feel more alive. I had someone to talk to all the time. Even random things felt exciting because I had someone to share them with. Now everything just feels a bit dull. Not in a dramatic way… just quieter. Emptier. And I know the relationship wasn’t perfect. We both messed up in different ways. It’s not like I’d even want to go back. But I keep thinking about that version of me. The one who didn’t feel this alone all the time. It’s weird how when a person leaves, they kind of take a part of you with them. And now I don’t know how to get that version of me back.