I listen to the songs we shared
Game at the books we discussed
Flip through the shows we traded
I remember the plans we made
The dreams we wished
The stories of our hearts..
I miss you. I miss us. I miss our time together, but on the phone and spent together in person. I miss your hugs and kisses. I miss your scent. I miss a lot of things, but most of all, I miss how consistent your laughs were when we spent time together.
If I had known our hug would have been our last, I’d of held on a little longer. Squeezed a little tighter. Breather a little stronger, so I couldn’t forget your scent. My heart and soul cries for you. My eyes and arms cry for you. I cry. For you. This hurts, a lot. I’m sad, a lot. I just want to be able to fix whatever it is so we can be together. Thinking of our time spent together makes me happy then makes me sad to see/realize it’s the end.
