I terribly miss seeing her. I had the privilege awhile back when we were in school. I was able to see her brunette hair glimmer in the sun. I miss seeing her dimples jump out at me when she smiled. I miss everything about her, and I hate that. It is simple, really. I'm the boy who is just her friend - the kid who will listen to her when she cries over the phone, the kid who will spend hours...