I kissed another boy tonight.
But his lips weren't quite as big as yours
and he didn't taste like you.
I didn't fit in his body quite like yours
and he didn't touch me like you did.
The comfort zone wasn't quite like mine and yours
and the urge to touch wasn't there.
I miss you
I wish moving on from you was easier
But how can I when my favorite show reminds me of you?
and my favorite pillow is haunted with intimate memories of you?
and my coat screams out where you always held me close?
and my body misses your gentle touch.
I miss you