I miss you

In Every way I try to look at it, it just hurts. I miss you so much and wonder why. I doubt my motives many times . . . or let me say I tried doubting myself but it was futile. I tried pushing it away but it stayed. I tried writing but it came out wrong. So I decided to spill it out like this

I miss you dear friend

I miss our hangout

I miss our chit chat

I miss our chilling at your place

I miss playing with you

I miss driving with you

I miss texting with you

I miss joking with you

I miss telling you stuff

I miss talking about your boyfriend

I miss talking about my girlfriend

I miss talking about my crazy character

I miss making fun with you

I miss writing with you

I miss strolling with you

I miss window shopping with you

I miss confiding in you

I miss your lil’ secrets

I miss being built spiritually by you

I miss talking about God with you

I miss poking your dimples

I miss shaking your head

I miss scattering your hair

I miss tickling you.

Matter of Fact, I miss you.

. raQ