I miss the taps on my window pane
The feeling of being wanted kept me sane
But it's just the rain
Reminding me, the sound of your name

I miss the phone calls
The passing notes in the halls
How can the world be so small
When your not in it at all

From the arm wrestles to the cuddling
The first moment you caught me blushing
Once we started struggling
Heart break was when you started noticing