I just miss you. Every aspect of you. I miss your smile, your eyes, your presence. I just want to see you. I want to hug you so bad. I’m still not over you. I STILL like you. But I never see you…. Ever. Why do I still like you though? … I don’t know. It’s stupid. Every time I hear a story about you, I honestly just want to sit down and cry. You’ve broken my heart. Not intentionally. Just because I can never see you. You seriously still mean everything to me. 

I miss you so much.

I just can’t take it.