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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