I miss the way you would tell me that everything would be alright.
I miss the voice that made me feel okay.
I miss the way you used to care.
I miss the hours that we spent.
I miss saying I was cold just so you'd come a little closer.
I miss escaping reality.
I miss that safety of being in your arms.
I miss that rush I felt everytime I saw your texts.
I miss every feeling I ever felt for you.
I miss your breath against my lips.
I miss your gentle kiss against my cheek.
I miss the way you smile.
I miss you when I dont see you.
I miss the way my heart skips a beat when i hear your voice.
I miss the way my head fits your shoulder; just perfect.
I miss the long phone calls that lasted late into the night.
I miss it all.
Love is a game; just meant to be played.
Love is an emotion;
Love is perfection;
Love is a wish;
Love is a drug; So addictive and strong.
Love is a toy; & I'm strung along.
Love is a reason; to be treated like dirt.
Love is an excuse; to get hurt.
Love is a phrase.
I love the way you smiled.
I love the way you loved.
I love the way you cared.
I love the way you kissed.
I love the way you hugged.
I love the way you blushed.
I just love the way you are. But not now.
