nothing witty
just something i cant tell you. and dont want to tell other ‘friends’ because they wouldnt appreciate it.
i miss you. i miss watching hulu with you. i miss talking to you while u sleep. i miss being your mirror. i miss waking u up in the morning against your will. i miss the few times i let you sleep and decided to watch you. i miss kissing your forehead. i miss you being there when i have a bad dream. i miss keeping you company when you write essays or do work for one ofthe many school orgs your apart of. i miss you picking out my outfits. i miss you laughing untill you have run off to the bathroom. i miss playing hot/cold. i miss going to nuyo rican with you. i miss you texting while we’re out at dinner. i miss your smile. i miss playing with your locks. i miss watching you and your brother enteract. i miss watching u whop ass in spades. i miss you yelling at me because i never pay enough attention when i play spades. i miss my friend. i miss my first love. i miss my crackpipe. i miss having someone around me that actually knows me. i miss getting to know you. i miss debating with you and always losing. i miss just watching you talk about daily happenings. i miss planning special dates with you. i miss watching you brush your teeth. shower. i miss sitting in the bathroom when u do the dew. i miss you reading your poems to me. i miss picking you up from work. i miss early morning cuddle sessions. i miss looking into your eyes. i miss the smell of that lotion you always use. i miss seeing your name in my text message inbox. i miss writing you haikus. i miss watching cartoons with you. i miss listening to Blackalicious, Alphabet Aerobics with you. i miss us making pancakes together. i miss loving you. i miss being sure about one thing in my life.
after all of that. i get the feeling that alot of the things i miss about you.. are about me, self-centered around how u make me feel.
i miss having the daily opportunity to get to know you. i wont take it for granted next time around
