I miss your awkward smile, I miss your stupid hugs, I miss the fact you know most thing.
I forgot how much you meant to me.
The rain will make you remember things you never wanted.
Mine is feeling I buried.
The fact that you are like my best friend. Hurts.
Because we are both well... Broken.
Not in a sense where I can't bare you because its so terrible.
It's that neither of us can do certain things without the terrible painful struggle.
I love the fact that you are here for me. I love the fact that you make jokes and will do anything to make me feel better.
You put up with my stupid out bursts and even try to see some sense in them.
You deal with the fact that i am awkward and some what a total screw up.
You don't understand that I love you.
I enjoy your company, I enjoy the fact we don't have to talk every day to know something is there for us.
I miss that I can't see you loads- The only benefit of school.
I know its hard and you don't know this is for you but I need you to know
You are loved.
You are missed.

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