Tonight is one of those nights
That I think about all the things that I miss
His voice
The way my lips felt
On his scruffy cheeks
His kisses
I miss the sound of his laugh
Telling me his secrets
And me with no filter
His personal scent
That drove me crazy
And that sometimes still sneaks up on me
The way he knew me
The smoothness of his stomach
The strength of his arms
How I wanted him all of the time
The wideness of his back
They way he could always make me smile
With just a look
How I fit perfectly under him
When we slept
The richness of his skin
The way I couldn’t wait
to fall in love with him
I miss the way
That I used to be able to tell him
All of these things
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