I can't sleep more than five hours anymore. Ever. My body is just too used to not doing it. I can't sleep I can't eat. I can't be bothered with putting effort into anything anymore. I miss you. When you would come over all the time to surprise me. When I would tell you that I look like Jizz and you would say that you didn't give a flying fuck and you would come over anyways. I miss the walks we would take to your castle. Holding hands and you trying to teach me how to skip. I miss the moments where we would just lay in the grass or under that tree and just look at the sky. I miss the time we watched titanic and we just held eachother crying. I miss you cooking for me (bitch in the kitchen ;)) I miss playing crappy rockband with your family. I miss the nonstop texts you would send me at night even though I never replied. I even miss listening to nevershoutnever in your car. I miss our Justin bieber jokes and all the stupid things I would call you. I miss burlap and fairy Eric and Erica. I miss going to McDonalds with you to get happy meals. I miss rainbow dash. I miss every cute text you ever sent me. I miss the surprise flowers. I miss the notes we would write. I miss our walks in the rain. I miss the feeling of being loved. I miss you telling me that I was the most beautiful girl you'd ever seen. I miss you telling me how much you loved me and how much I meant to you. I miss you being my best friend in the whole entire world. I miss the empty promises we would make and the sweet nothings we would whisper. I miss you being MY secret. I miss you.