I miss you. You might not believe it, or think it possible but I do.

I miss you. I miss your smile. Your laugh. Your arms wrapped around me tight. The way your face lights up when you solve a problem. The feel of your lips on mine.

I miss you. When do I get to see you again? How long must I wait? A day? A week? A month? How long?

I miss you. I miss you and its driving me crazy. All I think about is you. All I care about is you. All I want to do is spend time with you. But does that happen? No.

I miss you. It always seems that we always just barely miss eachother. If I had done this, or you had done that, then we would’ve had some time together. Even if it was only a few minutes. That would’ve been enough for me.

I miss you. I really just do.