I'm here. Listening to lo-fi beats; it's chill and I'm alone. I could be with you. Or at least I was once. I know I shouldn't, but I can't stop thinking about you. Your smile. Your laughter. The way your eyes used to smile at me when I'd kiss you. But I had to go. I know it was the right thing to do cause all of that was a thing of the past, but I still miss you. Still miss you. <3