i miss him so much and we didnt even date. i miss the quiet moments with him, the moments we shared, the places we went to where no one knew where we were and what were doing. i miss feeling chosen, being safe in someones presence. the summer breeze while i laid on his shoulder and he laid on mine. the deep talks, the perfect connection. how every conversation flowed perfectly. all the times he'd come over to my house. i still have the lego flowers we made and the plushies he won for me on my desk. he tainted my house. every time i go home i feel heavy because he filled my own home with so many memories. i still remember all of the moments we shared. now he has new friends, new girls, new people. i feel like im just forcing myself to move on with life, i keep on looking back, i miss it so much, i would do anything to relive those memories again. life is moving by too fast, i feel too much nostalgia, every time i go to our spot again i just cant help but drown myself in the memories.