Wreckage and Heartbreak

My 5 senses.

Today I was zoned out and thinking about random things, and I wasn't bothered by the thoughts I was thinking whatsoever. I wasn't bothered by them until they brought you up. After you were brought up, there was nothing I could do to stop them. I started to think about how much I miss you, and what about you I missed. While my thoughts were going 100 miles an hour, I came to a conclusion. What I miss about you is your scent, the sight of you, listening to you talk or laugh, the taste of your lips, and your hands touching mine. If you put it in a certain way, I guess you can call it
My 5 Senses

If I were to explain this, each sense would have their own category.

SMELL
I miss the way you smell. you had your own unique scent that nobody loved as much as me. Part of me wishes I didn't have to wash your sweater and give it back. All because it still had your scent on it.

SIGHT
I miss the sight of your pretty face. I miss all of your flawless features from your crystal blue eyes to the way your body could always catch my eye.
My Lord, you are always so beautiful

HEARING
I miss hearing you giggle whenever something either so dumb or something actually funny happened, to listening to your adorable voice when you talked about whatever sparked your interest at the time.

TASTE
I miss your soft kisses with the taste you always "left behind" that always caused me to lick my lips after every little kiss. It always made me so happy to think that I'm the only one that got that from you.

TOUCH
I miss the way the touch of your skin feels against mine. Whether it was having your hand held in mine or my body against yours whenever you help me tightly in your arms.

I guess you can say my senses are strong when it comes to you. I hope you never doubt that.