i miss lying next to someone in the dark staring at the ceiling at two am
i miss breathing in and out and into each other
fragile questions and answers juggled back and forth in a lopsided rhythm that barely makes sense
i miss giving away my heart and having it looked after, and tenderly holding another precious soul in my hands
the loneliness kept at bay by simple faith in each other
i miss having arms to run to when dark skies turn stormy

i miss the promises to never let go
                                 no matter how often they were broken