Honestly im really afraid of a prettier, funnier, crazier, happier, better looking girl that can come into his life and enchant him and love him better than me. Thats why I can never stop trying because I dont ever want to lose him, I love him with all my heart for all of eternity. I really mean it, I just really do wish I was the perfect funny crazy beautiful girl like many our there. I mean he always tells me that im beautiful and that im amazing but still im afraid of the really funny beautiful women, im not jelalous or anything its just ik I can never beat them. Its not that I want to be them its just yea…idk. well goodnight. :T

A long definition behind I miss you

See when I tell him I miss you he probably imagines the typical I miss you. I’m not sure. But I wish he knew that when I tell him I miss him I really do. It’s not just wanting to talk to him. But when I tell him I miss him it’s more than just that. When I tell him I miss him I mean I miss feeling his soft skin caress upon mine when I hug him. I miss seeing his adorable cute smile with his amazing dimples, create every moment I walked up to him. I miss feeling his arms and chest tense up when he would hug me and then take a big sigh of relief after. I miss hearing his unique vocal tone who’s I can identify in any second. I miss hearing his dorky laugh with his scrunched up eyes and dorky smile after he would joke around with me and get me heated. I miss feeling every strand of hair run through my fingers whenever I would caress his dark brown soft hair. I miss feeling his stomach and feeling him breathe calmly as I gently pressed my hands against it while I hugged him. I miss when we would just stare at each other and begin to smile like idiots because we would say everything without saying anything. I miss his awkward weird funny jokes that made me laugh because they were just wtf. I miss seeing his light brown solid eyes that enchant me with just staring at them. I miss feeling the caressing of his hand against my cheek when he would fix my crazy messy hair. I miss seeing him get lost I thought, see him space off into his world. I miss those romantic moments that we would have whether it was on the grass, on a bench, or at a table it was always amazing and perfect. I miss when hearing his music and judging some of it and messing around. I miss all our simple moments yet so beautiful and wonderful. I miss feeling him lean against me knowing that I’m always here for him, both emotionally and physically. I miss feeling him grab my arm and wrap my arms around him. I miss when I would spend every minute with you and it felt like it would go too quick. I miss being with you in random times of the day. I miss our improv since we’re bad at planning. I miss YOU. I miss every detail, smirk, gesture, joke, and silent yet meaningful moment with you. I really do miss YOU. All of you. Why? Because I love you. I want to spend every minute with you and being away from you just sucks. But I know I’ll soon be able to hang out with you. I’m patient but I’m home sick you can say that’s all. /.\ I can continue on but I’d just rather wait when I’m with you (:

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