Missing
Missing the way things were
Missing how my heart skipped a beat when you texted me
How you would surprise me with a phone call when you were alone
Snuggling with you all day
sharing good and bad times with you
Saying I love you and meaning it for once
Hearing you say it in return
Hearing you voice
Seeing your face
The feeling that I could text you whenever
How you were the one man who though you sometimes did not understand me
accepted me without reservation
Feeling like I mattered to you and had some sort of impact in your life.
I miss having you as my best friend forever and just hope I have not lost that.
Copyright © Julia Brown Badr | Year Posted 2009
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