I miss you. I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s like you’re stuck in my head. I think about you everyday. You say you love me and I know you mean it too. But without you here I’m just dead. When I get to that one place where it all happened, I just smile. I always ask myself “Where are you?” and “when will you come back?”.  When you’re not here I feel like I should be dead. I miss you like whoa, and this can’t even explain how much.