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I miss and I want,,,,,,,,,

I miss the way he used to call me all the time. 
I miss the way i could tell i was on his mind. 
I miss the way he held mi in his arms. 
Things seem different now.but not so much.

The absence of his touch,i miss that.
I miss not worrying what others would think. 
I miss him covering over me, protecting me like I need .
I want things to go forward ,yet back at the same time. 

I want him to be ready to take me in his arms and clam me as his. 
I want him to be mine and only mine. 
I want things to be the how they were, only with us together 
I want things to be sort of like they were in our past. 

The new stuff I love, but I can’t help but miss it .
I miss the kisses. I may still get them every now and then,but it isin't enough. 
I miss his touch and how he would be around me and not care who saw. 
I want him to take me in his arms and just Hold me .
That's What i want .to be held.
He gave me some of that today, and I didn't want to let go. 

I loved being pressed against him. Comforting.
I can’t think of why he doesn't just know anymore. 
But all I want, is to be in his arms again. 

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