Plotting to bid my farewell...

...but I don't really know how to.

I especially miss this...

You've got a way with me
Somehow you got me to believe
In everything that I could be
I gotta say--you really got a way

You've got a way it seems
You gave me faith to find my dreams
You'll never know just what that means
Can't you see... you got a way with me


It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love

You've got a way with words
You get me smiling even when it hurts
There's no way to measure what your love is worth
I can't believe the way you get through to me


Oh, how I adore you
Like no one before you
I love you just the way you are

It's just the way you are

stu·pid (stōō'pĭd, styōō'-)
adj. stu·pid·er, stu·pid·est
Tending to make poor decisions or careless mistakes.


de·ci·sion (dĭ-sĭzh'ən)
n.
The act of reaching a conclusion or making up one's mind.


What's the point of saying you miss me?

But I can't blame you.

What isn't there to miss about me? Especially when you + me worked so perfectly...

But I do miss you too. I miss you waking me up, I miss hearing from you all day everyday even when we were working, I miss having a reason to go home early, I miss you always wanting to hear my voice, I miss your never ending ability to make me laugh, I miss never NOT wanting to talk to you, I miss you saying you missed me when we weren't talking, I miss you calling me bebe and mujer and telling me how beautiful I am everyday, I miss sending you pictures, I miss hearing your stories, I miss your advice, I miss planning a life together, I miss our goals, I miss talking about God, I miss you telling me about The Sharks, I miss your stupid hella, I miss hearing about your day and your day with your friends, I miss actually caring, I miss, "You can gag me,", I miss how much we talked about Forgetting Sarah Marshall, I miss you squeezing me to "Bad Fish" coming on, I miss kissing you, I miss you blowing air into my lungs, I miss COOL WHIP, I miss shut your fuckin mouth, I miss the 3 Ben Jrs, not to be confused with the Benjamin Jr., I miss you saying your tata was 54, I miss gay gay gay, I miss smelling Ralph Lauren on you, I miss you hitting people with your truck. I miss YOU.