I miss you. (A poem for someone who probably won't see it)
I miss waking up everyday knowing that you were mine, and I was yours.
It made our long distance easier, even if we couldn't talk.
I miss your smile and your laugh, seeing and hearing it on the chances that I was given, made them contagious.
I miss your looks that you'd give me, even if your mood was sour.
Your eyes would say all the words in the world that you couldn't say outloud.
I miss your freckles, the way you had twin sets on your ears and one on your cheek.
I miss your voice, the way you said my name made my heart flutter, no matter the tone.
I miss the feel of your arms around me, the way you could take all my worries away just with a touch.
I miss saying how much I love you. And hearing how much you loved me.
I miss the happiness I felt, looking at the sun in the sky, hearing the birds in the trees, and in the music I would listen to.
I miss the chance I had to wait for you.
I miss you.
Oh, how I miss you.