I miss talking to you. I feel so lonely without talking to you. I don’t get to see your beautiful face everyday. It makes me cry because we don’t talk anymore. Here’s a fact: Did you know that when we started talking, I never overthought at night and my insecurities didn’t matter to me. Guess what? They came back. I’m overthinking again and my insecurities are taking me over. I can’t stand to go to sleep without texting you “Good night, sweet dreams.” I can’t stop thinking about you, dreaming of you, you being mine. I just miss you. And it kills me.

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