.... I cry.

I scream into pillows. I kick big rocks until I can't feel my toes. Then I try and understand. Which may or may not work... Finally I smile through the tears and remember all the amazingly beautiful moments and experiences and connections that were shared, and that will be shared on some level forever. And I think of that person fondly, knowing that while I grow apart, there was a time that we really DID know and understand each other. It gets easier with time - and that's the only way.