i\'m sixteen but it wasn\'t until last night when i was alone. that i realized i could no longer call your phone. i could no longer make an excuse to hear your voice but i guess growing up isn\'t really a choice. still i can\'t sit in your passenger seat driving to taco bell at 3am for something to eat. still i can\'t take your phone from your hands and watch the way you sorta smile while claiming \"i can\'t\" still i can\'t hear you sing when i play a song you love watching the way your eyes light up attempting a note that you can quite reach, i don\'t think you ever saw the way i\'d look at you and beam. now i can meet you at some spot with all our friends. but i will never have those moments of just me and you again. i know pining is pointless. i\'ve done two years of this. but i keep wondering... are you gonna miss it?