I miss our closeness. I miss our late-night talks and our evening walks. I miss my best friend. I miss the way we used to be. I miss everything that I can't get back. I miss the way she held me, the way we laughed, the way we kissed. I miss my family. I miss our love. I miss the trust and respect we had for each other. I miss our passion and our faith. I miss having no regrets. I miss being able to say "I love you" without feeling like I shouldn't have said it. I miss being able to tell her that I miss her.
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