I miss you and your big personality.
I miss our late night talks on the phone. I miss our bus rides.
I miss our little jokes we have between us.
I miss our prayers when we held each others hand.
I miss our hugs.
I miss our walks.
I miss your fingers between mine.
I miss the way you held me in your arms.
HECK….
I miss our little stupid fights.
I still don’t think anyone can treat me as well as you did.
I love you since the beginning and now.
Happy 2 years and 4 months!
