I miss kissing you

I miss having someone to kiss

I miss the feeling of being pulled to you

How you stole my breath

You thought I was nervous

I just hadn’t been touched in so long

The moment our skin touched for the first time in weeks was the moment I touched someone for the first time in weeks

I miss having someone to talk to

I miss having anyone to talk to

I miss trying to talk you into wanting me

I miss trying to tell myself every little thing meant nothing while every thing meant everything to me

And I have no one left now

No one like you

I miss having you temporarily

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