I miss the way you'd laugh when I'd answer the phone,
make fun of my voice the next day. . .
Come over on a Sunday
just because you felt like it. . .
Comfort me and be upset
just because I was. . .
The way you would hug me
and i would know everything's okay. . .
There would be an awkward silence
and it would still all be good. . .
We would wave to each other in the hallway and smile
because we had the secret only we knew. . .
We would talk about problems
because we were there for each other. . .
We would study together
because we needed each other's help. . .
We would text 24/7
because we were best friends. . .
I can't love or even respect you after what you did,
but, boy, I sure do miss you<|3
-mine, its not colorful at all and mostly venting but whatever.