I miss you so much, on a level I don’t understand. I’m constantly thinking about you and you always pop up in my head. I miss waking up next to you and you pulling you close, kissing my forehead. I miss the way your lips feel on my skin and your arms around me. Most of all I just miss being with you. I miss watching sports center on your couch and talking about anything. I miss the way you would smile at me in a crowded room. On friday it will be a month since I’ve done anything more than say hello to you, and it kills me. I wish I could understand this. It’s tearing me apart.