I miss you so much.

I miss when you call me out on my bullshit.

I miss you making fun of the romance novels I read.

I miss you listening to me rant about the newest Conan Gray single.

I miss you talking about the college basement movie nights.

I miss your voice when you read your writing.

I miss reminding you to take care of yourself over cafeteria food.

I miss listening to you.

I miss you listening to me.

I miss your critiques.

I miss comparing anxieties.

I miss complaining about spanish class.

I miss how you keep me from hating myself too much.

I miss how you have nothing and everything figured out.

I don’t want classes to start back yet.

But I also kinda do.

Cause I miss you so damn much.