I miss you.
I miss how we used to hold hands at the movies… and sometimes while I was driving.
I miss kissing you backstage between the curtains.
I miss how you would look at me when I was talking too much and you wanted a kiss.
I miss our five minute hugs.
I miss our laughter.
I miss singing in the car with you.
I miss our arguments.
I miss you correcting my spelling.
I miss the ‘good morning gorgeous’ texts.
I miss not wanting summer to end.
I miss how much I loved you and how much better life seemed because of it.
I don’t miss the pain.
I don’t miss the broken heart.
I don’t miss the tears.
and I don’t miss the end.
I found someone who makes me not miss you some days