Still sad. But it's a manageable sadness, as wrong as that is to say. This sadness gets tucked into a special corner of my heart. I know it's not going away anytime soon. I know it's there. But I don't have to stare it in the face everyday. 

Being away from you is never "easy." In your words, I miss you everyday, all the time. And that's what this constant sadness is. Your absence. 

And while I *refuse* to let your absence rule my life (forgive me, my love) and I *refuse* to not be happy and enjoy MY life, that little sadness will always be a twinge. Tucked away. But still there. 

Know that I'd rather feel that sadness than nothing. It's a worthwhile sadness and I will own it proudly. 

Won't let it define me, but I will own it.