Summary

I miss you when something really great happens to me, because you’re the person I wanna share it with. And when I’m having a wonderful time, just chillin’ and having fun with my friends, I usually start thinking about you. I miss you when I’m having that weird moment when I don’t really miss anyone. I miss you when I’m sad, and even though I have friends that would probably understand what I’m going through, if I told them, you’re the one that would most likely made me feel better. Just knowing I can talk to you about anything and you’re there to listen, well, you have no idea how much it means to me. And the fact you’re always ready to help me, makes me feel like I actually matter to you. Fuck it, even though most of the time you’re the reason I’m crying my eyes out, even then I miss you. And when I’m mad, when I’m literally the biggest bitch in the Universe, you’re probably the only person who has the balls to say it my face I need to straighten things up. Cause no matter what mood I’m in, you’re always able to paint the biggest smile on my face again. We joke around, and honestly, you’re one of the few people in the whole freaking planet that get my weird sense of humour. We talk about dreams and hopes and plans and you never make fun of me because of them. You get me, and for me that’s more than enough. With you everything seems so easy and simple, you say it like it is, and you don’t complicate it. You hug me, and kiss me, and touch me like I have never been hugged or kissed or touched before. And when we say goodbye I already miss your warm breath on my lips. Before I met you, I’ve been through a lot, and I’m not saying I completely let go and forgot about past, I’m just saying you made it able for me to deal with it. With you things just kind of restarted. I’d never want to change you, not you, nor your past, because it made you who you are today, and frankly, you’re pretty amazing to me. I never thought you’d mean this much to me, especially not after that first impression. But you do, and honestly, I think you always will. Thanks to you, I’ll never be the person I was before I met you. I don’t really believe in forever and I realize what we have won’t last, but something tells me you’re one of the people I’ll tell my granddaughter about, if I ever have one. And that part of me already misses you. But for now, I just wanna be held in your arms, sleeping next to you. :)