I miss how you would bitch about me,

I miss how you would text me nonsense,

I miss how you always tell me stuff,

I miss how you look when you smile,

I miss how you always laugh at my jokes when they are lame and make no sense,

I miss how I can be myself around you,

I miss how we would quarrel and still be so close,

I miss how things were a few weeks ago,

I miss how you were straight up honest with me,

And I miss how I acted like I could take it, 

I miss how we would go out as though we had no cares in the world and do all sorts of crazy things,

I miss how you kept things from me, & when I find them out you explain how you weren't ready to tell me. 

I miss how you  were not insecure ( at least to me) and felt good about yourself ,

I miss how you get disappointed in me, 

Surprisingly, I miss how I get disappointed on you. 

I miss how you would bring me your momma's food, 

I miss how we would shop at Aunty places and find good deals,

I miss how you would tell me about how YK made you upset, 

I miss how you get upset when I do better than you at things, 

I miss how we always said we hated instead of loved each other. 

Ahhh, I just miss you. I hate you too much to let you go wheefan. Talk to me please... It's been too long): 

Sorry everyone, this post is kinda sentimental. I was writing a letter for an assignment and all these thoughts came up. Love y'all. Xoxoxoxoxo

I miss how you would bitch about me,

I miss how you would text me nonsense,

I miss how you always tell me stuff,

I miss how you look when you smile,

I miss how you always laugh at my jokes when they are lame and make no sense,

I miss how I can be myself around you,

I miss how we would quarrel and still be so close,

I miss how things were a few weeks ago,

I miss how you were straight up honest with me,

And I miss how I acted like I could take it, 

I miss how we would go out as though we had no cares in the world and do all sorts of crazy things,

I miss how you kept things from me, & when I find them out you explain how you weren't ready to tell me. 

I miss how you  were not insecure ( at least to me) and felt good about yourself ,

I miss how you get disappointed in me, 

Surprisingly, I miss how I get disappointed on you. 

I miss how you would bring me your momma's food, 

I miss how we would shop at Aunty places and find good deals,

I miss how you would tell me about how YK made you upset, 

I miss how you get upset when I do better than you at things, 

I miss how we always said we hated instead of loved each other. 

Ahhh, I just miss you. I hate you too much to let you go wheefan. Talk to me please... It's been too long): 

Sorry everyone, this post is kinda sentimental. I was writing a letter for an assignment and all these thoughts came up. Love y'all. Xoxoxoxoxo