Dear Tris,

Some people say it's not the people they miss, but the memories they had of them.

That's not true.

I miss all of you.

I miss your beautiful, insistent eyes and the way they looked at me.

I miss your golden, silky hair and the way I ran my hands through it.

I miss your mouth, your smile, your laugh, your lips.

I miss the way you kissed me; softly like feathers brushing my skin.

I miss your personality, and your bravery and sarcasm and your kindness.

And I miss the memories, but I still have them.

But I don't have you, Tris.

I miss all of you.



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