I miss you every day. Around 2 years ago, we shared our first kiss—a kiss that started it all. We knew everything about each other, but now we are close to strangers. We have shared a few smiles here and there, but the smiles don't make up for how we use to be. We never really ended; we just drifted. That hurts so much more than if we ended harshly. I think I will always love you.
