The Things I'll Never Get To Say

#40

"Do you miss her?"

Of course, I miss her.

I miss her smile.

Her laugh.
Her lame jokes that still make me smile because she said them.

Her hands.
The ones that were calloused but still so soft to me.

Her eyes.
Her pools of chocolate that always got me no matter what.

Her hair.
Dark and so smooth to the touch.

Her touch.
It had set my skin on fire with every brush.

Her words.
How everything she said sounded true. I can't count all the times they calmed me down at my worst.

Her hugs.
She was overbearingly taller than me and made me feel safe. Almost like I could melt into nothingness and still be fine with it.

Her obsessions.
God damn, those were my lights, but it was something she loved.

Her thoughts.
The way she thought and acted showed who she was each day.

I miss everything about her. And so much more.

So, please don't ask if I miss her. Because everyone has had or will have at least one heartbreak you can't just erase from your mind when mentioned. And you know damn well that I do.