Hey. It's almost been a month since we broke up. I still miss you like crazy, even more than before. I miss your touch, smell, and smile. I wake up in the morning going to check my snaps, to see if you sent me anything. Maybe you miss me? Maybe you want me back? You became my addiction, a dangerous addiction, where I'm losing myself in the process of trying to get you out of my mind. It's so hard though, I can't do it. Maybe because a part of me still thinks that you and I will end up together?