I miss our conversations,
I miss how we used to talk every minute of everyday,
And how I was able to tell you everything that was on my mind.

I miss you a little too much,
A little too often,
And a little more everyday.

When I miss you,
I re-read our old conversations,
And smile like an idiot.

I miss the time when I actually meant something to you,
If only you knew how much those little moments with you mattered to me.

I miss you,
I miss your voice,
I miss your smile,
I miss your hug,
I miss your jokes,
I miss how you made me feel,
I miss your everything.

I miss talking with you,
And those times we spent together,
Now you seem so far away,
So I'm here knocking on your heart asking,
Am I still there?

When I text you,
It means I miss you,
When I don't text you,
It means I'm waiting for you to miss me.

Whenever I miss you,
I close my eyes and go back in my memory lane,
And live those moments again,
When it was just you and me.

If I never met you,
I wouldn't like you,
If I didn't like you,
I wouldn't love you,
If I didn't love you,
I wouldn't miss you,
But I did,
I do,
And I will.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Author's Note: Guess how I came up with this poem. That's right, or wrong I don't know what you guessed, but I was reading quotes. Isn't my life just so interesting.
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