I miss our seven hour phone calls. I miss hearing you say I love you, and our fights about who loves each other more even though you always win because you cheat. I miss hearing you chuckle, and those rare times when you full-out laugh. I miss webcam-ing with you, and making you smile even though you absolutely hate your smile, because I think it’s fucking adorable. I miss being able to call you at 2 in the morning because of a bad dream, and you answering no matter what to tell me it’s going to be okay. I miss YOU. But you’re never around anymore… and I don’t know what to do.