I will preface this with a note that I wouldn't describe what we have right now as love. This is returned feelings of attachment at best and mutual pining at worst. But I don't need to love you to know this:
I miss you when you're not around. I miss you right now for that matter, which is a bit sad, considering that I saw you less than twenty-four hours ago. In fact, this time last night, you had your arm around my shoulders and my beating heart at your side. So I sound kinda petty claiming to miss you. I realise that.
You're one of the only people who can truly make me blush a little, because you make me a little unsure of myself sometimes. I sound like a hypocrite all the time because I make bold claims, only to too often cave in when you smirk at my proud statements. I feel like I have to prove my independence and individuality when I'm around you, as though to prove that I don't need you; I'm perfectly capable on my own.
It doesn't make me want you any less.
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