this is the only place ill really talk to you. i miss you. i was rewatching old videos of us. god it hurts. i miss being with you. i miss the way you would laugh at me. i miss your voice. i miss the way you would ask me if i was okay. i miss those nights where nothing but us mattered. i want you here with me. and im moving forward but im not moving on because there’s still a piece of me that has hope. because i know there is a piece of you that has it to. i love u. our story isn’t over.