the miss.

I miss your eyes.

I miss your laugh.

I miss the moments you would rake your hand across my back.

I miss the birds, you telling me which was which.

I miss our camping trips.

I miss sitting on the couch and noticing your glance.

I miss telling you more...just one more kiss.

It's all been replaced by this constant ache and perplex

Wondering when you began to believe this had an end

Because all I ever wanted was to be your best friend.

- Livi True.