I would be lying if I said that I didn't miss the look on your face when you told me you loved me. I would also be lying if I said that I don't miss how you sung along to In The Aeroplane Over The Sea every time we played it in the car. How you didn't miss a single word. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss the sound of your voice when you were falling asleep. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss the way you made me feel. Physically and emotionally. I would be lying if I said I don't miss the sound of your heartbeat when I was falling asleep on your chest. I would also be lying if I said I didn't still see the moon and stars in your eyes. I would be lying if I said that I didn't still write about you all the time. That I believe writing you into paper would bring back the person I once knew.

But I would also be lying if I said I missed you. If I said you didn't completely destroy me. If I said you weren't the biggest ******* I've ever met. I wouldn't be lying if I said I would take you back in a ******* heartbeat if you gave me the chance. What I would do to be in your arms again.