I miss your smile.
I miss having you on the other side of my bed.
I hate that I can't find you every morning.
I have all these little habits that are about you, but without you I don't know what to do.
I don't like Skype, it sucks.
I want the real thing, but I'll settle for second best, I guess.
I want to see your brown eyes again.
I don't want to leave your side.
I miss you. All of you.
I hurt, not being able to see you.I love you.
I said it,
I love you.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl In The Window.
PoésieThere's a girl I fell in love with, and my thoughts were over ran with her presences. Dedicated to lillsparrow22