" Dear you ,
It's been almost a month since we ended us . What's going on in my messed up mind now is whether you still miss me or not . Even if you told me a hundred times on why we ended us , I will never understand.
I miss you . I miss how you would look at me and smile when you noticed that I noticed you staring at me . I miss your soft black silky short messy hair , how I would style it randomly just to annoy you . I miss your touch . The way you would hold my back to make sure I'm alright . The feeling when you grab my hands to place your hands in mine and gently caressed the sides of my thumb . I miss your laugh . I love how it can go from low pitch to the highest pitch when you hear a funny joke . I miss your smile . I love how I would watch you sit there in the park , seeing you smile as the wind blows through your hair . It's the little things that makes me miss you more and more .
Love ,
Me.
