I miss when he awkwardly resorts to eating during lunch when I tease him instead of teasing me back. Then we end up laughing and he turns red. I love how we both quote movies that we both love. I miss how he would look at me if I tell him a dad joke. I miss his beautiful laugh. I miss how looks at me. I miss how he eats those damn French fries I told him to stop eating ever so often. I miss how he hates ASMR mouth sounds. I miss how we would play games together. I miss how beautiful his body and skin was. I miss how he says “babe” and nothing else to get me to stop worrying. I miss how he dislikes it when I talk about exotic food.