The Little Things

I'll make this short because she'd already heard, or read, most of this.

I miss how you'd want me to sing to you the song I made.

I miss how you'd want us to talk all night and get upset when it's nearing my curfew.

I miss how you'd wait until I get up so you could get my "super exciting Good morning texts".

I miss how you get mad at people who hurt me and 'threaten' them not to do it again because you don't want people to hurt me especially when you're not around. 

I miss that cute look you make when you don't get what you want.

I miss the way you ask me if you'd look good in something you want to wear.

I miss how you get jealous when i keep using my phone or whenever I'm with other people.

I miss your really adorable happy dances.

I miss how you insist on making me learn how to dance and race.

I miss it when you get clumsy and I'm there to help you up then kiss you to make sure you knew i was concerned and not mad.

I miss our cute name-calling.

I miss how you wouldn't like it when I bring your stuff for you even though you know.

I miss how in-the-zone you get when you listen to One Direction, BlackPink, Fifth Harmony, Little Mix, Alex Aiono, Leroy Sanchez, watch DOTS, Peter Pan, Narnia, read your favorite series and other cool books, and all the other things that you really love to do.

I miss how you'd steal my shirt so you could wear it for yourself 'cause you used to love how warm it felt especially the shirt's scent.

I miss how you insist on me getting in your car even though you know I still get shy around your mom.

I miss how we get things fixed right before naptime.

I miss how you grab my hand in public when you feel the urge to do so.

I miss our mini dates at Family Mart and 7-Eleven.

I miss how we exchange suggestions on what we'd watch on our next movie date. 

I miss how you'd make cute 'pouty puppy faces' asking a kiss from me, then I'd get to kiss your forehead, cheeks, lips and that adorable little nose and you'd act mad as if you don't like me kissing your nose but in fact you do.

I miss how you'd make short notes just for me when you feel I'm having trouble studying.

I miss how you'd make me worry a lot making you even more upset whenever i can't satisfy your craving.

I miss the reaction you made after I got you baby Gino.

I miss how you got so intrigued about me being the person who got you baby Travis when you never told anyone about that secret. 

I miss how you make little things so sentimental to me. 

I miss my phone vibrating then your name pops up cause.

I miss how you'd want to bury yourself in my arms.

I miss how you'd ask me if I knew that you loved me.   

I miss the way you still cared about me.
I just really, really, really miss you.