It's night's like these that I miss him the most. The nights he
tells me about his bike rides. How he can see every star in the sky
from his roof. The nights when his beautiful vulnerability shows.
When he actually shows his feelings and doubts. When I can tell he
really cares and isn't just lying like the others. It's night's
like these that I just wanna lay next to him and talk about nothing
while staring at the stars. I miss him so much it hurts.