Truce?

You were my best friend and my love. In a sense, you were my greatest freedom. Thoughts, actions, words, I don't have to pretend in front of you. That is why, pretending that everything is fine just doesn't sound right. I want to cry and laugh and talk through our problems in complete honesty with you; I want to have you by my side to tell me that everything is okay when we fight, and hug me when I'm feeling lost like now. I want you by my side now. Truce?