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I wonder if you still rub your eyes the way you used to when you would first open them in the morning.
I wonder if you still get frustrated when people bother you when you’re trying to get ready.
I wonder if you still suck at doing something as simple as putting on a movie for us to fall asleep to.
Or make out to just so your roommate couldn’t hear us giggle.
I wonder if you still don’t wear t-shirts just because you hate the sleeves and how they look with your tattoos.
Or if you still don’t wear pants just because you’d rather be lazy.
Even though I think you do it because you know I’ll stare at you.
With or without pants.
I wonder if you still buy oranges just to remind yourself of me.
I wonder if you hold your pillow the way you held me. Because I do.

But just in case, if you might be wondering,
I do still roll my eyes at most of your remarks.
Because even though I know you can’t see me,
I pretend you can.
I still put Chris Browns music on just to close my eyes and see you dance.
I still try to cook food, even though it’s just to burn because We both know you’d do it better.
But what I hope
You’re wondering most of all,
Just like I am..
Is if you miss me the way I miss you.
Because I’m homesick.
And I know all you’re actually wondering right now,
Is if I’ll
Come home.
And all I’m wondering is if you’ll open the door..

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Just in case you were still wondering; I still rub my eyes when I first open them in the morning. 
I still get frustrated when people bother me when I’m trying to get ready.

Guess what though? I don’t suck at putting on movies…the DVD player actually works!
Yes, still don’t wear t-shirts because i hate the sleeves, unless it’s one of your shirts you sent me in the mail. 
I actually do wear pants now because you’re not here to stare at me. 
I still buy oranges, even if they’re not to eat, just like I still buy pizza shapes because they were the only Australian food you enjoyed. And I still hold the pillow the way I held you because that’s the only pillow you’d sleep with.

I do wonder if you still roll your eyes at most of my remarks, and yes I saw every time. 
I don’t dance to Chris Brown the way I did when you were in front of me.

You need to stop cooking food because you’re useless, and I think you would even set fire to a bowl of cereal and it makes me nervous now that you’re living by yourself. 

Please know that you don’t have to wonder if I miss you. The answer is every fucking day.
I miss your tired voice at 11pm because you’d also be asleep before midnight.
I miss you following me around demanding attention when I tried cleaning.
I miss you staring at me while I ate.
I miss sneaking into the room beside mine so I could hear you practice your singing.
And I miss you touching me all the time. Not in a sexual way, but you’d never go ten minutes without holding my hand, kissing me or poking me.
And I do wonder if you’ll ever come home…because whenever you do, my door and my arms will be wide open.

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I miss you 😔

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I would never let my kids watch the orchestra, too much sax and violins.

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