I miss you

I miss your laugh. I miss your brown eyes. I miss your soft hair. I miss your dumb jokes. I miss you holding me at night. I miss when you’d make me dinner. I miss being sick and all the crazy things you did to make me feel better. I miss movie nights. I miss parties. I miss our inside jokes that somehow I keep almost making now. I miss the great sex. I miss the kind gestures. I miss cuddling. I miss our pets.

I’m so sorry I took for granted what you were doing when you were trying to fix us. I’m sorry I shut you out. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to heal from what you did to me but I can never hate you. I wish things could’ve been different so fucking bad. I’m sorry for what I did. It all hurts so bad. I miss my best friend.