i miss seeing your beat up bike on my porch. i miss the 2am phone calls asking if i was awake. i miss the three hour converations about life. i miss laughing at your ear. i miss seeing you on my couch. i miss the random knocking on my window asking for food. i miss my best friend...but you're there,& i'm here,and that's all there really is to it.
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