I keep myself busy with things to do, but everytime I pause, I still think of you.
Whenever I miss you, I just HUG my pillow and imagine its YOU.
I text you first because I miss you. If I dont text you, Im waiting for you to miss me,
Yesterday I caught myself smiling for no reason. Then I realized I was thinking of you.
I did three things today, miss you, miss you and miss you.
If you miss someone, that means you're lucky. It means you had someone special in your life, someone worth missing.
Eight letters, three words, one regret. I miss you.
Missing you isn't the problem, it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.