The things I miss...
-I miss being the only female a "certain" male would think about.
-I miss sitting on a couch or laying on a bed watching a movie in the arms of someone who cares.
-I miss going on late night drives for no reason...just simply because we were'nt in a house.
-I miss how everything made so much sence and the thought of being flawless.
-I miss talking to him while he was working on his car in a huge jumpsuit and how his hands would be black.
-I miss him walking me to the door when it was'nt cold...and him walking to my car so I would keep warm when it was.
-I miss the kisses on my shoulder when he was behind me.
-I miss when he would look in my eyes and tell me he loved me even after a huge fight...because I knew it was true.
-I miss how his friends would come over after we had sex..and we'd exchange looks and he would smile,because it was simply funny that nobody knew what we just did.
-I miss the feeling of being content and happy when he would sneak into my house late at night.
-I miss how we would start to kiss and he would tell me he was scared my Dad was going to walk in.
-I miss giving him massages when his back hurt...even though I knew it was just an excuse at times.
-I miss how I would try to take a picture with him and he would cover his face,but when I got him offgaurd it always ended up being a good picture.
-I miss how he knew what I was going to say or what I was thinking at all times.
-I miss holding his hand and walking through a store or the mall because we loved showing eachother off like a trophy.
-I miss how he hated cats and I would sneak his brother's fiancees cat into the room when he was in the bathroom or downstairs.
-I miss how he would share his food with me and make me top ramen.
- I miss how we would go to the end on Corral Hollow where all we were surrounded by is cows,the freeway,and the metal framing of his Mom's mini-van.
-I miss how I would wear his sweater and he would shiver and when I tried to give it back he would say "That's not gentleman of me,keep it."
-I miss how he would play with my hair and pretend like he got his finger caught because I have "black hair."
-I miss how we would take showers together and sit on the floor naked and feel toatally at home because we were THAT comfortable.
-I miss how I would always try to bring him to a local show and he would only go if I payed for him.
There's so much more that I miss that I slowly see coming back eventually.
When you work on things and stay to it,if you were meant to work out,you will.
This is all such a mystery for now...but mysteries are solved even if it takes two years.
-I miss sitting on a couch or laying on a bed watching a movie in the arms of someone who cares.
-I miss going on late night drives for no reason...just simply because we were'nt in a house.
-I miss how everything made so much sence and the thought of being flawless.
-I miss talking to him while he was working on his car in a huge jumpsuit and how his hands would be black.
-I miss him walking me to the door when it was'nt cold...and him walking to my car so I would keep warm when it was.
-I miss the kisses on my shoulder when he was behind me.
-I miss when he would look in my eyes and tell me he loved me even after a huge fight...because I knew it was true.
-I miss how his friends would come over after we had sex..and we'd exchange looks and he would smile,because it was simply funny that nobody knew what we just did.
-I miss the feeling of being content and happy when he would sneak into my house late at night.
-I miss how we would start to kiss and he would tell me he was scared my Dad was going to walk in.
-I miss giving him massages when his back hurt...even though I knew it was just an excuse at times.
-I miss how I would try to take a picture with him and he would cover his face,but when I got him offgaurd it always ended up being a good picture.
-I miss how he knew what I was going to say or what I was thinking at all times.
-I miss holding his hand and walking through a store or the mall because we loved showing eachother off like a trophy.
-I miss how he hated cats and I would sneak his brother's fiancees cat into the room when he was in the bathroom or downstairs.
-I miss how he would share his food with me and make me top ramen.
- I miss how we would go to the end on Corral Hollow where all we were surrounded by is cows,the freeway,and the metal framing of his Mom's mini-van.
-I miss how I would wear his sweater and he would shiver and when I tried to give it back he would say "That's not gentleman of me,keep it."
-I miss how he would play with my hair and pretend like he got his finger caught because I have "black hair."
-I miss how we would take showers together and sit on the floor naked and feel toatally at home because we were THAT comfortable.
-I miss how I would always try to bring him to a local show and he would only go if I payed for him.
There's so much more that I miss that I slowly see coming back eventually.
When you work on things and stay to it,if you were meant to work out,you will.
This is all such a mystery for now...but mysteries are solved even if it takes two years.