I love to vent on Tumblr. No one really sees what I write. It’s like a little online journal.
I miss you. I miss your hugs. Miss your kisses. I miss when I’d catch you staring I you’d catch me. I miss the hours spent on the phone. I miss the months we’d talk everyday, all day. I miss going to your house. I miss holding your hand. I miss the little and the big arguments, all ending in long messages expressing our feelings for eachother. I miss the apology text and calls. I miss how happy I was with you. I miss the way I was so comfortable with you. I miss the bestfriend-girlfriend-boyfriend relationship we had. I miss the good and and bad days. I miss how I knew no matter how bad the fights were, we weren’t done. We would go right back. The next day. I miss your “I love you” messages. I miss everything. I miss us. I miss you.
