I’m not going to lie, I miss waking up in your arms every morning. If felt safe, and comfortable. I miss our cute tickle fights that would randomly happen in the middle of a deep conversation. I wish I didn’t miss you, you didn’t treat the way I deserve to be treated, but you did make me happy. You brought out a side of me I never new I had. I always fell asleep, and woke up with a smile on my face. I haven’t felt that way in a while.I wish you didn’t put drinking and smoking weed in front of me. You don’t know how much that hurts. I hate it. I guess I wasn’t good enough, your friends told me I was but I didn’t want them, I wanted you. I miss you.