Reminiscing.

At times like this..

When I am alone..

When I am by myself with my thoughts..

I can't help but.. to miss you.

To miss our good times.

Our Skype sessions.

The arguments.

The make-up talk.

Your smile.

Your stupid laugh.

The way you call me.

Your stupid photos.

The way you say it's okay, when I come to you, stressing out.

I miss all this.

I can't really say I miss your touch, because we don't really meet up that often..

But I do miss you..

And I know you'll say this is ridiculous and it doesn't make any sense, because I was the one who left you..

But I don't know how else to describe this feeling.

I really, really miss you.

I mourn the loss of our friendship.. and I really wish we could at least stay as friends.. But I also know it doesn't work that way..

So this is me.. yelling to the wall.. and hope you can hear me.. somehow..