a boy’s sleepy voice is without question the most attractive thing in the universe.
I miss how playful and comfortable we were together.
I miss your lame jokes and sarcastic comments.
I miss staying up till 4 in the morning telling each other our deepest and darkest secrets.
I miss our weird conversations and your how your cynical, sarcastic personality greatly strangely complimented mine.
But, I guess most of all, I just miss how you made my heart skip a beat or maybe two and my stomach twist every time I see your name on my phone or hear your voice.
I miss you and I love you.
But, you’ll never know.
I want to buy a book, a book that I’ve never heard of, never read. Look at the cover, read the back, flip through the pages. Bring it home. Grab a highlighter, and begin to read the book. Every time there is a sentence, a word, a phrase that I can relate to, I will highlight it. Then, once I am done the book, I will be able to flip through it and see exactly how I was feeling each day that I was reading. It would be like a diary, but written in someone else’s words