I miss you

I mean it has been a few weeks since you been in my life and I’m still processing your presence in my life. I admit I am willing to meet new people at a slow pace, but change for real freaks me out. But right now I’m in bed thinking of you. I’m missing your touch and your kiss. I miss you jokes and your smile. And when class is boring I think of something that happens when we were together. I’m just starting to be sad knowing it’s best if we stay friends and i don’t let it go further. I’m not even sure if I can slow this feeling of desire. You are great— maybe life changing. Why are you so miss-able