I miss you.
Your hands on mine, your arms around me, your lips against mine.
I miss your messages that would just throw me laughing out of the blue. I miss seeing your small eyes, your amazing nose, your wonderful smile.
I miss holding your hand. I miss hugging you. I miss kissing you.
I miss talking to you in the oddest hours of the day that would make me feel like I’m floating up in the clouds and nothing else matters.
I miss sleeping beside you – watching you close your eyes and dream about whatever is in your subconscious mind. I miss staring at your long attractive eyelashes that actually do nothing but prettify your face even more.
I miss looking forward and planning the next weekends with you.
I wish it didn’t have to be this hard.
I wish you miss those things too.