I miss him.
I miss when he called me, I miss when he would always
text me good night and good morning. I miss how you
would always call me babe and sweetie. I miss those
long paragraph text messages that said why you
loved me. I miss you saying I love you every single second.
I miss you kissing me in front of my school. I miss
you cuddling with me. I miss your hand to hold.
I miss talking about our summer plans. I miss
the person you used to be. I miss you being mine.
I just miss you.