Apr 2015
I miss the sound of his laugh
And being the reason for his smile
Not him
I miss his 3am texts
And midnight eyes
Not him
I miss how his kiss tasted like an explosion
And how his arms felt like home
Not him
I miss the sound of my name coming from his lips
And how he said I love you
But I don't miss loving him
And being the reason for his smile
Not him
I miss his 3am texts
And midnight eyes
Not him
I miss how his kiss tasted like an explosion
And how his arms felt like home
Not him
I miss the sound of my name coming from his lips
And how he said I love you
But I don't miss loving him
it's just when you miss all the things they did and how you felt when you were with them, not the person
