I still miss our Saturday dates. I miss the smell of your hair in my face. I miss it when you help me cover up my careless accidents. I miss staring at you when you close your eyes for naps. I miss feeling safe whenever you’re around because you’d be my super hero, I know you’d be there no matter what happens to me. I miss it when you give me your chopsticks every single time I drop mine on the floor. I miss it when you shake your head every time I do something totally ridiculous. I miss laughing at stupid things with you. I miss staring into your eyes because they’re always honest and sincere. I miss feeling secure cause I’d know you’ll never ever lie to me. I miss how my bed would always smell of you. I miss it when I can be super un-girly like and you wouldn’t mind a single bit. I miss everything about you and I’m SOOO tempted to text.
You’re the only guy in my life who always makes my heart beat every single time I see you, up till this current day. Why, I wonder.
And I’m still hoping.