Missing your ways

This is the first poem i ever wrote

I miss the way you chewed your lips,
I miss the way you swayed your hips.
I miss the way you talk,
I miss the way you walk.

I miss the way you rolled your eyes,
I miss the times when you were nice.
I miss the way you smile,
I miss the way you dressed in style.

I miss the way you let down your hair,
I miss the times when you were there.
If I could be with you again,
I won't make mistakes like I did back then.

Without you, I'm all alone,
I'm like a dog without a bone,
I'm no longer in my comfort zone.