i miss you.

I miss you always.
Even when we don’t talk.
Even when you think i dont’t give a shit, never did.
Even when I’m the asshole you always wanted me to be, the asshole i told you i would be.
I miss you then.
I miss you all the time.
Everyday, you stick in my mind like glue, or a scar, or a wound you like to show off – your most prized possession.
I miss you now.
I miss you always.
But how could you know that?