I miss you.
I miss the way your breath lays softly on my skin.
I miss how you pull your hair out of your face. Your grins and little smiles.
I miss the way you let me hold you.
All of you.
You sink into me.
I dream of you laying next to me wearing one of my vintage tees and boxer shorts.
I miss hearing you speak so eloquently when you are passionate about something.
How in the moment you can be.
You pull me in too.
I could do nothing with you and find peace in it.
I want you, all of you.
I want to consume you, right where you are.
I crave you.
So let’s make this work.
Because anything with you is worth everything to me.
And I don’t want to miss you anymore.