But I really do miss you and I mean the real you. The boy that changed my life. The boy that I talked to every single night since the day we met. The boy that made me smile uncontrollably on Wednesdays. The boy that gave really terrible hugs. The boy that I got in arguments with over who was cuter. (I won- you ARE cuter.) The boy that told me "Happy Birthday" at least a hundred times that day. The boy that forgave me when I made unforgivable mistakes. The boy that I got in knock-down drag-outs with over sex, religion, etc. The boy that didn't tell me he loved me. The boy that broke my heart.