Miss you

I miss you touch, I miss the way you get so mad at me but I do something silly and you laugh call me a dork. I miss the way when I was so upset you embraced me kissed me made me feel like what whatever just made me upset would instantly go away. I even miss our silly fights which happen more the it should have. I missed the way you sold the covers from me at night, but you might not know this you always put them back on me. I miss looking into your eyes they always had a way of drowning me sucking me in, I could just get lost in them. I miss the way I always wanted sex more then you, miss the way whenever you wanted we did it, and of course if I did wanted it you had work to do. (Use to drive me crazy, but now I miss it.) I miss our talks you know the ones, you probably dont know this but every talk we've had has changed me little by little. Even the talks that would get a little heated, I think that the reason why they ever got heated was because we knew that what the other one was saying was true, and it hit to close to home. Lets be honest at that time neither of us wanted to hear it. I miss feeling safe with you, like nothing could penetrate our bubble in which we lived. I missed watching people seeing our happiness and watched in envy, wish they had what we did. (If they only knew it wasn't going to last, but we did didn't we.) And the last thing I miss is YOU just you being you every last thing about you yes your flaws and all every part of you.

To put it simple I MISS YOU.