Don't you miss...?

Don't you miss the shopping trips?
The tears and giggles and laughs?
Don't you miss the happiness
That we once had?

Don't you miss the phone calls,
and making plans we didn't keep?
And all the many sleepovers,
Where, not once, did we sleep.

Don't you miss the trips to the movies?
where we'd laugh so much we'd snort,
We'd giggle so much people left,
And I had to hold on to the chair for support,

Don't you miss the make overs?
We ended up looking like freaks,
and had so much fun we'd keep laughing,
and it'd last for days and weeks,

But no, that's not all,
there were times when we would cry,
Don't you miss the days when we'd
cry just for a guy?

Don't you miss the times when we'd
stalk down guys we thought were hot?
If you really did forget,
My gosh, you've forgotten a lot.

Don't you miss the days when I
would talk all day 'bout him,
And do you remember the days when you would
complain that it was time for gym,

Are you trying to tell me that
you don't remember a single thing?
Even the times when we went to the karaoke,
just to jump around and sing?

Do you really not remember?
Does this mean nothing to you?
Don't you miss any of these things?
...Cause I do...