I miss parking my car next to his and leaving little notes in the fog on his windshield in the morning that he never got because they were always gone by the time he came out to his car, but oh well.
I miss when I couldn't sleep and so I shuffled over to his apartment late at night in my pjs, making the woman in the apartment next to his suspect that was 'something' going on.
I miss his coffee that was practically solid, and made you stay awake for days.
I miss the foodfights.
I miss the food.
I miss the long talks most of all.
*sniffle*
I miss when I couldn't sleep and so I shuffled over to his apartment late at night in my pjs, making the woman in the apartment next to his suspect that was 'something' going on.
I miss his coffee that was practically solid, and made you stay awake for days.
I miss the foodfights.
I miss the food.
I miss the long talks most of all.
*sniffle*
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