Have you ever just admired something for what it was?
I did and still do, maybe that’s why I miss him so much.
It was categorized as nothing but something and sometimes it was everything. See its the little things that make me smile. Its the simple things that make me content. I fought my feelings so hard to not end up here but I guess its true, feelings are something you can’t hide or hold back. We both know what it is. No ties, just friends, but he’s a chill friend. The kind I can act a fool with and think nothing of it, not say something fully, yet he understood.
I’m just rambling but I do miss him, his laugh, our arguments, falling asleep in his arms, playing in his hair…