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Oh how I hate to miss you. Do I miss you really? No, I miss the way you loved me.   I miss the songs you gave me.  I miss the way you couldn't keep your eyes off me in the movie theater.  I miss all your beautiful texts of how much you loved me.   I miss the time we fought and you surprised me at the door and hugged me so tight you never wanted to let me go.  I miss talking to you on the phone for hours and how we always had something to talk about.   I miss how I had so many firsts with you. How you bought me out of a shell and how comfortable I became with you. I miss your texts all threw the day and how you loved hearing from me no matter when, where or what time. I miss visiting you at the firehouse every night you worked. I miss you coming to the deli to see me when nobody knew we were even together. I miss you singing to me on the phone  I miss how you told me when I asked you if you loved me as much as Noah loved Alley in the notebook your answer was "I love you more.  I  miss our song by taylor swift and how when she said the words "just say yes", you whispered "yes".  I miss how you rubbed the corner of the pillow case or blanket when tired, how you loved foot massages and how you loved giving me foot and hand massages. I miss how we we would drive around queens looking at houses and planning our future one day. I miss you taking me to the side of the bridge and how you wrapped me up so I wasn't cold and how we just sat there and talked and talked.  I miss your smile. You always had the most beautiful smile and you always smiled at me. I miss our fla trip.  The most romantic trip of my life so far and all because you made me feel so unconditionally loved.  How we shared the earphones and listened to so many songs at the beach together. How in the water I could have been a mermaid in love with you. How you cooked every meal for me.   I miss the feeling of being the luckiest girl in the world and believing it. I miss how strangers couldn't help but notice how in love you were with me.  i miss how you shared i was, and will be the only girl you ever truly loved and you loved me from the moment you met me years ago. I miss you wanting a baby with me and only me. I miss the way you loved me and do I miss you? No. I finally got over you.  I miss that I will never have that again and I hate that I want and need it so badly and the person I want it from will never be like you and yet he's the only one I want and he makes me think of  you.....