I Miss Poem by Lush that's it

I miss everything about him
His lips, his eyes, his hair
Joking around and flirting
His really bad underwear

I miss the cuddles that he gave me
In the middle of the night
The constant prodding of a boner
That gave me such a fright

I miss the smell of his golden skin
The touch of his soft hands
The way he is forgetful
When making bloody plans

I miss what maybe could have been
His gentle, tickling touch
The tender kisses he gave me
I miss him oh so much