There is no mistake that I'm not free to make.

I miss this. I miss sleeping in the same bed as him. I miss foot massages on the couch (giving and receiving) during Lost marathons. I miss weeds marathons. I miss looking at you. I miss talking. I miss singing to red hot chili peppers in the car. I miss traveling over the bridge during sunset hours and staring at the sun. I miss laying on Taylors trampoline looking at stars. I miss seeing you smile. I miss hearing you laugh. I miss joking around. I miss YOU…and even though I miss all this the hardest part is knowing there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

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I miss this. I miss sleeping in the same bed as him. I miss foot massages on the couch (giving and receiving) during Lost marathons. I miss weeds marathons. I miss looking at you. I miss talking. I miss singing to red hot chili peppers in the car. I miss traveling over the bridge during sunset hours and staring at the sun. I miss laying on Taylors trampoline looking at stars. I miss seeing you smile. I miss hearing you laugh. I miss joking around. I miss YOU…and even though I miss all this the hardest part is knowing there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Posted August 26, 2011 at 3:11 am

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