I miss

I miss the taste of your lips, and how they moved when you talked to me. I miss how I could see you from afar, and how you would see me to. I miss lying against your shoulder, when days were going rough. I missed feeling protective, and how you knew that I was not weak, but tough. I miss holding your hands, and how they felt so big compared to mine. I miss how you'd make a whole big deal out of every valentine. I miss how you'd stroke my hair, whenever I was asleep. And how you'd always stay up all night, just to count my sheep. I miss your big, broad back, that'd protect from the world. It felt as if you were my knight and shining armor, fighting a dragon with a sword. But, what I miss the most, is missing all these things. Because nothing can replace all of these memories.