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Sunday, February 22, 2009
1:33 AM

i haven't liked someone in awhile... well. in 2 years. and i kinda miss it.

i miss that feeling in your stomach. the way it flops when he comes around.

i miss feeling like my heart is gonna pop out of my chest. the way it feels like i'm gonna have a heart attack.

i miss the way i smile on the inside when he's around. the way i get giddy happy.

i miss planning my schedule so i might bump into him. the way i get really stressed to make sure i'm on time, just to get a glimpse.

i miss having my thoughts occupied by his face and everything he is. the way my mind is totally consumed by him.

i miss feeling that gut renching feeling when you find out he's met someone else. the way it feels when he tells you he sees you like a sister or a best friend.

i miss the excitement when he tells you he likes you too. the way your world begins to feel complete.

i miss looking forward to every phone call i get just in case it might be him. the way my heart leaps everytime i see his name on the screen.

and i miss that well of emotion i never knew i could have when he leaves or when he fights for you. the way it feels like you could die if he weren't in your life, but yet at the same time, knowing you'll be okay in the end.


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