I miss your smile, your laugh. I miss the way you would cuddle with me after dark or even during the day. I miss your voice, hearing you sing in the shower. Or the quiet murmurs I hear at night. I miss your jam out sessions to "Queen Beyoncè" and I miss our duets. I miss Pentatonix and Superfruit. I miss Scömiche. I miss us. I miss you.
Your clothes
Your smile
Your laugh
Your heart
Your cry
Your eyes
Your voice
Your attitude
Your compassion
Your everything
You
It's all gone.
