I miss you so much.
I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, and a billion times after that until I don’t have to say it anymore. I miss you. So damn much. I miss everything we did together. And if i could go back and do it all again I would, and not change a thing. Id go back to the first time I laid eyes on you on Instagram 2 years ago. I’d go back to scrolling through your profile everyday and commenting cute, witty lines, or basically anything to make you smile. I’d go back to first getting your number and staying up until the early morning talking to you, about everything and nothing. Getting to know you, falling for you and your creative, kind personality. I’d go back to the first phone call, sitting in my car talking about the stars, you telling me you’ve never seen a shooting star, me telling you that I’d show you one someday. I’d go back to sitting in classes that I almost failed because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You arrested my attention and intrigued me and ran through my head day an night and day after that. I’d go back to Skyping you, staring you in the eyes, knowing we had SOMETHING, but neither of us really saying anything. How our love grew and transformed and brought us together, even though we were 2400 miles away. I’d go back to watching you fall asleep on Skype, looking at you, falling for you with every passing second. To always almost saying “I love you”, but catching myself and covering it up. I’d go back to the excitement of the plane tickets, dates, the airport, flying over thousands of miles and the anticipation of you. And I would definitely go back to holding you in my arms for the first time. Feeling you against me. Finally. After 2 years of wanting nothing but that. And the next two months, in which we had so many different adventures.
All of them with your hand in mine.