I miss your smile.

I hate the things we said we were going to do that never got done.

I hate the way everyone knows a different side of you but I only know everything else.

I wish you were here and laughing at me being so crazy.

I miss the man you became.

Why did you have to go?

Why didn't it hurt me like it hurt everyone else?

Are you an angel watching from above?

Do you sit poised ready to hunt and taunt playing jokes and shooting things past me ?

Sometimes I swear your standing right next to me arms crossed unmistakable grin plastered on your smug face once more.

See, I do miss you every single day.

Bet you thought that's something I would never say.