uhmmm. i miss the old you, because the new one sucks.

I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you.

How good you look when you smile. How much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversations; laughing at funny things that you said or did.

I’ve memorized your face and the way that you look at mine. I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine.

I wonder what will happen the next time we are together and even though neither of us know what the future holds, I know one thing for sure; you’re one of the best things that has ever happened to me.

-d♥

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