I miss the way you say my name when you're joking.

I miss the quiet hum of your shower in the morning.

I miss waking up to your notifications and then realizing it's you.

I miss your forehead on my shoulder when we watch the news.

I miss the tiny grooves your keys make on the table.

I miss you more when I pass the bench where you kissed me.

I miss the small apology texts you send after you curse at traffic.

I miss learning a new bad habit every week because of you.

I miss the way you make cereal and forget to add milk sometimes.

I miss arguing with you over which lightbulb to buy.

I miss your half-finished sentences that I can finish for you.

I miss you in the middle of a joke that only we laugh at.

I miss the way you answer the door with your hair still messy.

I miss pressing my phone to my ear and hearing you breathe.

I miss your playlist playing in the kitchen.

I miss the smell of your jacket when I open the closet.

I miss hearing about the small things that happened to you.

I miss you sitting on the other end of the couch.

I miss the dent your head makes on my shoulder.

I miss having someone to complain about traffic with.

I miss your voice saying my name in the morning.

I miss sharing a single fork with you.

I miss the creak you make on the steps when you come home.

I miss the small texts you send between meetings.

I miss your socks in the laundry basket.

I miss you more at 3 a.m. when the house is quiet.

I miss the unfinished show we promised to finish together.

I miss your bad coffee that you insist is fine.

I miss how you leave your jacket smell on my pillow.

I miss falling asleep with your phone buzzing on the nightstand.

I miss your jacket draped over the chair.

I miss the sound of your laugh from the other room.

I keep checking the door because I miss hearing your keys.

I forgive you for the small things that kept piling up between us.

I can't promise this won't hurt for a long time.

I am tired of pretending I'm okay, so I'm telling you: I'm not.

I'm sorry I wasn't braver when you said you needed space.

I saved the receipt from the camera shop where you fixed the strap.

Don't drive too fast today; I can't stand picturing you on that road.

I kept your playlist on shuffle so I can hear you in short bursts.