I missed how his touch made me feel. When a single little touch could take the electricity out of him and gave it to me.
I missed the comfort in his voice. Or when even a whisper could drive me crazy.
I missed how easy and real his smile was. The crooked smile he usually did with a corner of his mouth. A smile that could easily be mistaken as a smirk.
I missed the warmth in his beautiful pure green eyes.
I missed the life in him.
I missed him.
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He Left Me Alone
Novela JuvenilHis name was Logan McHale. And i didn't know why he left me alone. Short Story #171 (06/28/2014)