rindu

I miss you,

and not in a "it's three in the morning, I'm so lonely and pathetic, looking through old pictures" kind of way.

I miss you,

but in a "my friends are all laughing, and so am I, but somehow you still haven't left my mind" kind of way.

I miss you,

and not in a "someone asked me how you were today and I realized I didn't know the answer" kind of way.

I miss you,

but in a "nobody has ever brought you up in months, but I still tell stories about you." kind of way.

I miss you. And I don't just miss the idea of you. But I miss you.