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i miss you, and not in a "it's one in the morning, i'm so lonely, looking through old pictures" kind of way. 

i miss you, in a "my friends are all laughing, and so am i, but somehow you still haven't left my mind" kind of way. 

i miss you, and not in a "someone asked me how you were today and i realised i didn't know the answer" kind of way. 

i miss you, in a "nobody has brought you up in months, but i still tell stories about you" kind of way. 

i miss you, and not in a "it's valentine's day and i'm alone" kind of way. 

i miss you, in a "you did well on a test and i want to be the first person you tell" kind of way. 

i miss you. i don't just miss the idea of you. i miss you.

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