I miss the way we made each other smile just by catching a glimpse of the other, and how everyone else in the room caught on to the joy we felt and they felt it too. I miss the way your lips felt pressed against mine as movies half way watched played in the background and how we could hear every word your parents said from the kitchen down stairs. I miss the way we could tell each other everything and even if we were judging or disapproving of it we still made everything feel okay before sharing those opinions. And as much as I miss you and all the moments we shared I'm really not worried because something tells me we will share even better times someday.
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