After a great weekend, one of my best friends and favourite flattie has moved out. She's gone. As corny and cliche as this sounds, it is actually like there is something missing from the house already. Like a part of us is gone. Like a puzzle missing the last piece.
Lawl, that's a bit OTT but you get the picture...I miss her!
A song to match this feeling:
Take the words of this song and apply it to really good friends. That pretty much sums it up.