I miss those messages durring math classes. I miss the conversations, the phone calls, the discussions. The pictures, the letters, the songs, the gifts. The stars I saw in your eyes. Your smiles, your laught, your faces, your tears saying good bye. Your touch, your kiss, your bites. Even the suffering. That first day. The ashamed faces, the fear, scared about telling you... Those terrible months before finally saying what I wanted to say. The first kiss. The rain. The dawn. The dust. But most of all... I miss missing you.
Wish I could feel all that again... But I can't.
