I miss you. I refuse to tell you because you let me go and I'm afraid to open that part of me again to you
But I do.
I think of you at least once every day... No matter how busy I keep myself
I'll see something dumb and want to share it with you
Or a song will come on...
I miss our laughing... Over stupid stuff
Tickling each other and just being dumb
I
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