That 15-min precious small talk made my February 1st. That song you sing made my heart ache for you even more. Those three words made my eyes teary. Those laughs you made stomach feel butterflies. But just so you know, I miss you. I just miss you.
He is a he. And he is amazingly smart. And he's awkwardly insane. And he will jump of the cliff just to save you. And he will show you some groovy moves to make you laugh. And he will get mad when you cry. And he will brought you places and make thousand memories. And those seconds talks are priceless. And he will make every song your theme song. And he is him. And I miss him. And he is mine.
