no, im not okay. i wanna talk to you so bad. i miss you so fucking much rn. i miss our conversations. i miss how we used to talk everyday. i miss the way you treated me when we first started talking
i miss how u always understood me
i miss how u always forgive me on my lame mistakes
i miss how u always texted me
i miss our fight and then sorting them out
i miss how u always cared for me
i miss everything about u
i'll miss you even after i die until we reunite in paradise
i miss the sound of your voice
i miss you being in my daily routine
i miss how much you made me laugh
i miss hearing you complain
i miss hearing your ideas
i miss telling you everything and i miss you doing the same
I'll miss you till my last breath