Real talk: I miss you

Hey. How's life?

It's me.
Do you miss me?
I'm pretty sure I miss you.
I mean, it's you.

It's like... I miss the way you immediately bring happiness into my life whenever you're around me.
I miss how you bring a sense of serenity to my soul.
I miss actively changing my lifestyle just so I could spend time with you.
I miss how just the thought of having you in my life could help me sleep better.
I miss how knowing I would get to see you later on in the day would just automatically make it a great one for me.
I miss holding you.
I miss being able to turn to you when things get bad.
I miss being able to turn to you when things get good.
I miss you inspiring me to become a better person.

I miss you.
And I'm not the only one.
My friends have noticed a change since you've left me.
They notice I'm not as willing to go out with them as I used to be when I was with you.
To be honest, just can't go out without you being a part of my life.

Was it me?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I zig when I should've zagged?
Did I joke around with you too much?
Did I not give you enough attention?
Did you feel like I was throwing you away?
That I wasn't thinking 'bout us in the long-term?
Was it because of that one time I threw up a little on you and did a half-ass job of cleaning you up?

What is it?
Tell me.
Please tell me.
Damnit!
I miss you.
I miss you alot.

Money.
Seriously.
I miss you.
Come back to me.
Does that make you feel better?
Seeing these words?

Reggie misses Money.

My contact info hasn't changed.
Drop me a line.