I miss your tan skin.
I miss your soft lips.
I miss your muscles.
I miss your smile,
I miss you.
I miss the way you smile at me in the morning,
it just lightens my day.
I miss the way you look at me,
when we have officially ran out of things to say.
I miss the way you hold me,
when you know I'm sad.
I miss the way you hold my hand in the car,
because you don't want my mom to get mad.
I miss the way you hang out with my friends,
even though they disgust you.
I miss the way we talk on the phone,
for hours.
I miss being around you,
I can relax,
no stress,
no worries.
I need you back,
I miss you.
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