i miss you. i still wonder why it was so easy for you to leave and why i’m still holding on. please come back. i miss our late night talks...the way you would slowdown when you walked beside me so i didn’t have to speed up. i miss your laugh and the face you made when you were surprised. i miss going out of my way to see you in the halls, even if it was just for a moment. i just miss you. Knowing you don’t miss me back is breaking me inside, YOU meant more to me than any other guy. sometimes i ask myself, did i actually mean something to you? or was i just another one of your girls. i wish i could have you back even if it would be just for a moment...