I miss the way I used to know you and your habits. I miss bringing you coffee every morning and kissing you on your forehead, before you even had the chance to open up your eyes. I miss hugging you from behind, and kissing your neck, while embracing the warmth of your body.

I miss things not being complicated. I miss you wanting me for what I am, not for what you thought I should have been.

I miss you bringing me little things that meant the world to me

I miss eating together with you

I miss watching you doing your things in the house

I miss being around you

I miss sensing your smell and I miss your laughter…

I miss making you laugh

I miss you encouraging me to draw and write

I miss being there for you when you needed comfort

I miss being your best friend and your lover

I miss you touching my body, full of desire

I miss you seeking adventure with me

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