I miss you,

and not in a "it's two in the morning. I'm so lonely, looking through old pictures" kind of way.

I miss you,

in a "my friends are all laughing, and so am I, but somehow you still haven't left my mind kind of way.

I miss you,
and not in a "someone asked me how you were today and I realized I didn't know the answer" kind of way.

I miss you,

in a "nobody has brought you up in months, but I still tell stories about you" kind of way.

I miss you,

and not in a "it's Valentines Day and I'm alone" kind of way.

I miss you,

in a "you did well on a test and I want to be the first person you tell" kind of way.

I miss you.
I don't just miss the idea of you.
I miss you.