I'm only 17, but I believe at any age, you can fall in love (:
I miss the way he put drew pictures of us at the beach.
I still love the way he would say hi to me EVERY time he saw me, no matter what.
I miss how when we watched a love movie, he would always rub my back and snuggle with me in his arms.
I can't get over that lovely feeling of my friends happily teasing me about being 'in love'.
I absolutely miss how he would smile, even when he would fall haha.
I love the way he would go shopping with me at the mall and say I look good in everything.
I miss those times when we both made a wish at 11:11 at school.
I desire that one time we went to Disneyland for a school trip and he kissed me for the first time after the fireworks.
I miss how when we used to go out for sushi he would pretend his chopsticks were a mustache.
I miss how he once threw rocks at my window on a late school night because he wanted to talk.
I remember when we both send each other pics of ourselves at the Exact Same Moment.
I miss how he would always steal my hand sanitizer because he loved the scent of peaches.
I can't bear to live without his luxurious smile and perfect teeth.
I love how his eye brows raise whenever he laughs.
I love that little mole right near his lips, under his nose to the right.
I miss how he would always call me 'pochy' when I was sad.
I miss how he used to smile whenever I smiled and laughed whenever I laughed.
I remember how he waited an hour and a half for me for a date when I was stuck in traffic (FYI, sweetest thing ever!)
I miss how he was really horrible at drawing.
I miss how he used to pass notes with me in 2nd grade.
I miss how he always used to carry a comb on picture day.
I remember his pumpkin halloween costume two years ago.
I miss how he would always send letters to me when I was traveling across the world.
I miss how he used to put a blanket over me when I fell asleep.
I miss how he never woke me up because he was too nice!
I remember how we both stayed up until 5 in the morning texting.
I miss how we kept in touch every summer.
I remember how he would pat my back hilariously when I had a cough.
I miss that one time he went to the medical office with me when I was really sick and was late for almost half a period.
I miss how he would never admit to being extremely perfect at anything.
I miss how he was soooo dorky.
I miss how his friends would always make fun of him, and he would always blush.
I miss how he would always say when I had PMS.
I love the way he smiles and compliments me when I try out a new hair style, even if I look like a raccoon.
I miss the way his ice cream scoop would sometimes fall off his cone.
I miss how he always ate the frosting before the cupcake.
I miss how he would always lick the chocolate off candy bars before eating the contents.
I miss how he would open his presents really neatly without any damage to the paper.
I miss how he almost cried when his dog died :(
I miss how he helps out his sisters when they need help.
I miss how he can make a joke out of the tinniest things.
I miss how he used to try doing my hair, but then failed XD
I miss how he would always call me a 'smuf' sometimes when I was blue.
I miss how he would take me on picnics and to the zoo.
I miss how he would like to imitate the flamingos at the zoo.
I love how he eats cotton candy from the bottom up.
I miss how he used to tell me all his secrets.
I miss how he would always use my laptop to play sky rim or some game.
I miss how he used to sit cross-legged oppositely during criss-cross apple sauce.
I miss how he would pretend to read text books, but play angry birds.
I miss how he would act like a monkey sometimes.
I miss how he would lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling, making out figures.
I love how when he saw a pretty cloud, he would text me a pic and tell me I looked like it.
I miss how he used to write on my hand things he loved.
I miss how he would be so polite to my parents.
I miss how he was too shy to make the first move.
I miss how he tell me I was perfect.
I miss how he would stomp on my shoes lol.
I miss how he wanted to go with me everywhere.
I miss how he would ask me what i'm doing, even if i'm sitting right next to him.
I miss how he would never ignore me, even if I didn't even want attention.
I miss how he filed away his papers away in one huge binder.
I miss how he used to call me.
I miss how my sister said I was obsessed.
I miss how he used to take my hand and say it was okay.
I miss how he never stopped chasing after me.
I miss how whenever we said good bye, it was like a nightmare.
I miss how he would write me poems on Valentine's Day.
I miss how he would stick flowers in my hair.
I miss everything about him.
I miss how he would carry me in his arms to his car when we were on day trips.
But, most of all, I miss how he used to be mine.
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