date: 5/18
i miss your jade eyes and your black hair that never looked brushed, yet it looked so perfect on you. i miss your t-shirts that smelt of you, i miss that goofy smile and that smirk you sometimes got. i miss the way you walked with your hands in your pockets, and i miss the way you held my hand. i miss your hugs. i miss your forehead kisses. i miss being your best friend. i just miss you.
but i’m learning to cope with missing you, jasper.
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lost
Teen Fictiona girl who starts to write in a journal about her best friend who went missing, in hope it’ll keep her reminded of him through the hard times.
