I’ve been in the most confusing mood all day. Last night, I came to the understanding that I miss you a lot more than I realized. And it really hurts. I don’t know if you miss me or not, but I kinda hope you do. Its killing me. I really don’t know why either and people most likely wont even begin to try to understand. I think I need you. You made me so happy and being with you last night, you telling me to sit by you, it meant the world to me. I really can’t explain it. I can’t tell you any of this either because that would be just too embarrassing. But the time I spent with you, was one of the happiest times of my life, even if it was short. The way you kissed my cheek or just stared into my eyes. The way you would push my hair out of my face and kiss my forehead. How you would hug me so tightly and just let me lay on you. Our silly calls before bedtime when you would tell me a bedtime story. It made me feel important, special. It’s gone now and I can only hope it would come back. It won’t though. I still like you. So much. Maybe even more than I did. Because now, I can’t have you. Watching romance movies kills me now, cause I’m always thinking about you. I just don’t know what to do anymore. If you read this, I doubt it would even make a difference. I miss you.
