You miss the butterflies you get when he’s near you. You miss smiling when his name pops up on your phone. You miss those amazing conversations, the ones you replay in your head at night. You miss being able to be all over his Facebook. You miss the way he touches you. You miss the way things were: late night talks, random “date” plans, the effort.
Things are obviously not the same. Argument after argument. You guys pick on little things to fight about. You guys always bring up past mistakes in every conversation.
I don’t miss him. I miss the old us, the old me when I was with him. I miss you babe. I miss you to the max! xx