May 15
I miss us texting.
I miss us talking like we used to.
I miss you looking at me with those wonderstruck eyes filled with awe.
I miss the way you would let me use your arm to lay my head on in the car.
I miss when we would listen to music and just stare into each other’s eyes.
I miss us.
I miss you.
Written by
Kenzie Cox  15/F
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