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It's the little things that I miss.
I miss loving the rain. I loved the rain because I knew we'd get to lay in bed and listen to it. Speaking of beds; I miss sleeping with someone. I don't like sleeping alone, not one bit. The bed feels too big, way too big. I miss spooning. Spooning is SO not overrated. Spooning is one of the greatest things to ever be discovered. OH, look, our bodies fit like puzzle pieces when we lay like this. Except.. our bodies really did fit like puzzle pieces. Perfect puzzle pieces. I miss holding hands. I love holding hands. I love when we're sitting in a movie not holding hands, and then you grab my hand and trace the outline of my fingers with your fingers. I miss spelling things in your palm until you realized I was writing you a love note. I miss the way you smell. I miss coming home from your house and realizing I was so used to YOUR smell that now MY smell is weird and distant. I miss being naked at noon and not even thinking about getting out of bed. I took for granted how much time we got to spend naked. There's really nothing else like it. And most people don't get to be naked all that often.
I miss our inside jokes. They seem lonely now. Like a joke with no punchline. I could say it, but no one would laugh or even think anything of it.
I miss when being together wasn't complicated. I miss knowing what you're thinking and not having to guess what it meant.
I miss when we'd make experimental breakfasts.
I miss experimenting in general; feeling like a child trying new things for the first time.
I hate the rain now, I've realized.
I have always loved the rain. I loved clouds and rain and being cold. I hate it so much now. So much. I have never felt the impact of weather like this before. Rain really does suck when there's no one there. Rain sucks when you don't have your own little bit of sunshine in your life. I had so much sunshine last winter. I miss the sunshine.
I miss loving the rain. I loved the rain because I knew we'd get to lay in bed and listen to it. Speaking of beds; I miss sleeping with someone. I don't like sleeping alone, not one bit. The bed feels too big, way too big. I miss spooning. Spooning is SO not overrated. Spooning is one of the greatest things to ever be discovered. OH, look, our bodies fit like puzzle pieces when we lay like this. Except.. our bodies really did fit like puzzle pieces. Perfect puzzle pieces. I miss holding hands. I love holding hands. I love when we're sitting in a movie not holding hands, and then you grab my hand and trace the outline of my fingers with your fingers. I miss spelling things in your palm until you realized I was writing you a love note. I miss the way you smell. I miss coming home from your house and realizing I was so used to YOUR smell that now MY smell is weird and distant. I miss being naked at noon and not even thinking about getting out of bed. I took for granted how much time we got to spend naked. There's really nothing else like it. And most people don't get to be naked all that often.
I miss our inside jokes. They seem lonely now. Like a joke with no punchline. I could say it, but no one would laugh or even think anything of it.
I miss when being together wasn't complicated. I miss knowing what you're thinking and not having to guess what it meant.
I miss when we'd make experimental breakfasts.
I miss experimenting in general; feeling like a child trying new things for the first time.
I hate the rain now, I've realized.
I have always loved the rain. I loved clouds and rain and being cold. I hate it so much now. So much. I have never felt the impact of weather like this before. Rain really does suck when there's no one there. Rain sucks when you don't have your own little bit of sunshine in your life. I had so much sunshine last winter. I miss the sunshine.