IK

Sometimes I really miss you even though we were only something or barely anything for a short period of time. You were fun, sexy, loving, down to earth, real; I always looked forward to talking to you. Your face, the way you smiled when you would flirt with me are all just the little things that bring me back to the moment when I was stuck between what I wanted for so long and what was new to me. I wish you would talk to me, and sometime (however bad this sounds) I wish we could go back to that time. I miss our long talks. But I left you for everything I wanted for so long, so i guess i'll never have you.