You collect “I miss you” messages from people like trophies. This is why I’ll never send you one. But all the I miss yous trapped in me are bursting at the seams. So I write ‘I miss you’ on walls, type it on paper, say it to people I don’t care about and the words always come back to me knowing they belong only to you. The words angrily come back and wrap itself around my throat and my heart and it suffocates me.