I miss our friendship. I miss your dirty greaseball hands.. dirty hands, clean mind. I miss our treasure hunts. I miss discovering cool places that seemed like only we could be geeked about. I miss you rubbing my feet. I miss your hands, your crooked eye brows that revealed a flirt, i miss our family life. I miss someone else who gave a damn about life. We used to take life by the horns, and ride that bull like we owned it. Dont know what happened but i hope you are happy. I am not. I know you dont miss me and you should be happier now. I am not. You would not believe how many ugly things have crossed my path. Hope that makes you happy too. I no longer win. I am lost without myother half. My friend from high school. My lover of 7 yrs.