I miss you so much, cute boy. I miss your hugs. I miss your kisses. And it’s only been two days. How am I supposed to survive the rest of the (roughly) 730 days, give or take a few? I miss how you would hold me whenever I would cry and you wouldn’t let go until I stopped. How you would crack stupid jokes just to make me smile because you knew that I could never truly stay sad or mad whenever you were around. I miss how you would hold my hand and kiss me until everything that was wrong in the world would go away. I just….I really miss you. This is so hard, seriously. The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. But if I know anything, it’s that you’re worth every single second.