So I know you’re sleeping right now, but I’m sure you’ll get this when you wake up. I can’t stop thinking about you, and how you make me feel and how much I like you. I miss us, not the arguing us. The us that held hands and laughed with each other in the hallway in between classes. When we kissed and cared about nothing else. The us that would stay up on the phone with each other for hours. The us that always had a perfect kiss. The us that promised each other eternity.