• more than you know

    by  • March 20, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    I miss you.

    I miss our hikes, and running down the mountain.

    I miss teaching you how to do back flips on a rope swing.

    I miss the way you used to smile at me.

    I miss the notes you used to leave me, and when you would say, “I love you.”

    I. still. love you. More than you know, though I try to tell you.

    I’m heartbroken, here, waiting for your call. You said yourself, “it’s meant to be,” so let’s make it be, baby.

    I miss you, and I’m not the least bit ashamed to tell you:

    I love you. I need you.

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