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Last published Fri, Sep 22, 2017
u know what I miss...
I miss the life in us, I miss texting u and thinking..oh oh he is typing.
I miss the love emojiz n the numerous kissy faces.
I miss the therapy when am scared or a Lil bit worried.
I miss the comfort that came with you.
I donno I even miss tagging u in photos.
I miss your Chinese eyes
oh lord! the way you looked at me
I was on top of the world.
I miss your nose hah
I miss your huge hands always eating mine in
I miss your voice most!
I miss your cute face blushing
you hardly stood my flirting
I bet you miss that
holy molly I miss watching you eat
ooh I miss cooking with you
I miss being the one
I even miss the hyena laughs.
I miss the long distance
you know the us in the trust
you were so good with words
I miss that took
I miss your voicenotes
you doing it juz for love
I miss our multitexting
I miss thinking of you thinking of me
oh wait..I still do that
do you? you know.....think of me
I miss missing you and
randomn calls juz to revisit you
I miss telling you
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