What i miss most ...
I miss the first few monthes of a relationship and how exciting it all is at first.
I miss the kisses that gave me butterflies and that werent forced.
I miss him calling me right before we fell asleep just to hear my voice.
I miss knowing that he loved me, and that i was his first and only choice.
I miss having that feeling of excitement on the drive to his house,
and missing him when i left.
I miss him holding me, and getting kissed on my forehead.
I miss feeling happy all the time and not feeling like a pest.
I miss who I was, and I dont like who i am.
I miss the kisses that gave me butterflies and that werent forced.
I miss him calling me right before we fell asleep just to hear my voice.
I miss knowing that he loved me, and that i was his first and only choice.
I miss having that feeling of excitement on the drive to his house,
and missing him when i left.
I miss him holding me, and getting kissed on my forehead.
I miss feeling happy all the time and not feeling like a pest.
I miss who I was, and I dont like who i am.