Letters to Ashton

Day Fifty Five

14 November, 2013

Day 55 without you

I miss you a lot, Ashton. I know I keep saying it but I do.

I miss your smile. So so much.

I miss the way your dimples would show whenever you moved your mouth even in the slightest way.

I miss your beautiful hazel eyes.

I miss your laugh.

I miss the way you would rub my arm whenever I'd be crying or upset.

I miss the way you would look at me when I would walk into a room.

I miss the way you would play your drums with so much passion.

I even miss all of your stupid jokes.

I just miss you, Ashton, more than you can imagine.