I even miss you when you give me a hard time. I miss you calling my teeth nubs, because you're right. I miss everything we once had. I miss worship together. I miss bible study together. I miss your family. I miss us.
He and I say 'I miss you' maybe once a month. At this age, we know we both feel incredible 'missing' so we focus on the immediate good and positive stuff. Missing hurts, and it is always there. Less the 2 months & counting
I’m sorry For the times I hurt you, for the times I lied to you, and for every other reason you're so angry at me. I know my apologies don't mean shit to you, but aside from that, all I can do is promise to try to be better I love you.