i miss talking to you

I miss all those daily talks,late night conversations and serenades we’ve had before we eventually drifted off. I miss everything from the stupid jokes, the confessions down to the serious talks and such. I guess you could say I’m missing you more every time we don’t talk.

It was the best feeling ever for me to become your listener, where you could rant and vent without holding back. I remembered every word you said, every laugh you made and those countless times you apologize after talking about R. 

Talking to you was the only agenda I had during the day and the only thing I look forward to late at night. There was never a single conversation that bored me.

Now I keep those memories deep inside, buried and safe. Sometimes I have flashbacks of one of our random phone calls and it pains me because it reminded me that you’re not apart of my life anymore. 

Honestly, I miss our friendship so much it hurts.

God only knows

when its going to stop hurting.