I miss you when something good happens to me, because you are the one I want to share it with first. I miss you when something bad happens, because you made everything better. I miss you when I cry, because you kissed my tears away. I miss you when I'm laughing, because you made my laughter grow. I miss you through all those times, but I miss you most when I'm lying in bed at night thinking about you, because before I always knew someway, somehow, you were thinking of me too.