It's times like this when I miss you the most.
When everything seems like a mess, when I can't understand how or why any of these is happening, when everything seems harder to accept.
I miss you when im at my lowest.
I don't know why, but it's your presence
that I crave for. I crave to hear your voice,
to feel your touch, and to feel your warmest
embrace everytime I feel like this.
I miss the comfort of being in your arms,
away from everyone, away from everything.
I miss how just the lightest touch from you can
make me forget about reality.
I miss talking to you about anything and everything. I miss venting out my feelings to you and how everything you say to me actually makes sense.
I just miss having you in my life because
when I was with you, even the hardest days
where nothing feels right were bearable
because I know I have you beside me.
YOU ARE READING
Hey Mickey,
Teen FictionHey Mickey, I don't know why but whenever I'm in a deep thought or some tragedy is happening in my life or maybe even just because I feel sad, it's you who I talk to in my head. It's you who I pour my heart and soul into.
