I miss the way you'd listen to my dreams and thoughts. I miss the way how we could tell eachother everything no matter how embarressing,sad or horrible. I miss the way how we'd watch the O.C for hours and not say anything at all and yet i felt like it was the best conversation i ever had with you. I love the way how we never used to fight and I love our inside jokes. I miss that i could tell you anything, and never doubt that you might tell someone else. I love the way i could be myself around you, never having to pretend. You were like my second bestfriend. I love how i can just call you at any time and you don't even get mad. I love how I can ask you anything and you would never not once judge me, I love that after everything i've put you threw with me, i can still call you my second bestfriend.