I miss him. I miss him every day, every hour, every minute and ever freakin second of my life. Hes on my mind all the time and it kills me. It kills me to know he doesn't love me. It kills me to know hes going to look and another girl the same way he used to look at me. And I want so bad to hold him and to be with him and to have him kiss me one last time because one horrible day with him was better than none at all. When someone asks you what the worse thing ever is, you often hear the answer "death." But when you rather be dead than be without the person you love you start to realize that death is not the worst thing ever. And although loving him while he didn't love me back was more lonley than being alone, I still continued to love him. And now that hes not here, hes not missing me, hes not talking to me, I feel empty. I feel like a party of me is gone and im left with the memories of all the moments and good times and little things he would say. Im gonna miss the goodmornings and him always falling asleep on me. Im gonna miss him. I do miss him.
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