I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with.
I miss you when I laugh, because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow.
I miss you all the time, but I miss you most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other. For those were some of the best times of my life.
I miss your smile. Eventhough I know it’s not for me.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
I still think about you.
I still want you here.
And yes,
it still hurts.
So I need you,
to understand.
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