I miss you. I wish you were here. I wish you missed me.
We’ve gone our separate ways but I still think about you everyday. I think about the way you made me feel, like I was the most beautiful and important girl in your life. You made me laugh everyday, even when I was feeling low. I could always count on your sense of humor to get me through a bad day. I miss being your best friend. You were the outgoing, hilarious, goofy boy and I was the shy, reserved, caring girl. We made a perfect team. But at the time, I could not see that.
I regret it every day.
I regret shutting you out when I knew you cared. I regret not telling you how I truly felt. If I could go back in time to the week before we left, I would make sure to tell how how much you mean to me. I wish I could thank you. Thank you for being you. Every night I hope that you will text, call, message, or otherwise acknowledge my existence in your life.
I’m quite sure you’ve moved on, but I hope that some part of you still aches for me in your life as I ache for you in mine.
Until we meet again, I’ll be missing you.