• I Miss You

    by  • July 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Miss You • 0 Comments

    Dear You,

    I miss you. I wish I was with you right now. I wouldn’t even care if we were doing something totally boring; I just want to be able to look over and see you. I think that’s what I miss the most, just sitting down next to you, the two of us doing our own thing, but still being able to reach over and tap you on the arm to tell you something.

    I miss being able to hug you whenever I feel like it.

    I know this letter makes it sound like you’re dead and sometimes (and I know this sounds awful) I think it would be easier if you were because then it would make sense why I can’t see you. Because phone calls and instant messenger aren’t enough. Seeing you a few times a year isn’t enough.

    I wish I could tell you exactly how I feel but then you would feel sad and guilty and I can’t stand to see you like that because then I feel sad and guilty, too.

    I love You, and I wish you were with me right now.



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