I miss you.
Never thought I'd say those words and feel so defeated.
Who knew three words and eight letters could carry so much meaning.
The cold evenings spent in each other's arms.
The taste testing of new foods and the makeshift dates.
Those soft, melancholy lips drawing closer with every kiss.
Our warm embrace pulling closer as if we could cease to be two and merge into one lovely being.
Where the hardest goodbyes lasted but a few days.
No, no longer is that mine, no longer can I cry because, Love,
Three words and eight letters,
I love you.
