I miss you...alot. Like, more than anyone else misses you. Just saying.
“I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’” —Kurt Vonnegut (via trite-musings-of-a-debonair-kunt)
Shakespearean English : Shall I compare thee to a summers day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Modern English : Baby, you summertime fine.