I miss having someone to talk to, I miss intelligent conversation with someone that know most of the random things I know about. Codix and books written in one night, codes and secrets and conspiracies, truths and lies, lame jokes lamer puns even. Expressions that make no sense or hours long documentaries that kept me up. Fibonacci sequence, black wholes and particles, ghosts or delusions? Talking I miss talking, to someone I thought cared for me, I miss hearing happiness in your voice that brought a smile to my face. I miss a friend. Was that ever really you