Yearn for You [poems]

You.

Today, you hugged me.

That perfect hug you always seem to give.

I miss your body to mine,

I miss your looks you gave me and only me.

Even the full on cute way you push your hair back from your face before crossing your arms and talking to me.

You just listen and nod along to whatever stupid babbling sentence I speak; you seemed to always hang on to every word.

You'd rock back and forth on your heels, smiling at me.

God, that smile.