I miss having something to look forward to.
I miss having conversations you never want to end, moments you never want to forget, and laughs that never seem to stop.
I miss the talks that happened so easily and the time spent that happened naturally.
I miss that time when I stopped and reflected on the fact that I never imagined "you" meaning so much to "me"
I miss the beginning.
I miss the potential.
I miss the possibilities.
I miss what I dreamed we would be.
I miss what I prayed we could share.
I miss what I thought we were.
I miss the idea of US.
