The task is to make you feel how I miss you beyond the three words. I'm lost as to how to do that. Perhaps let me just describe the things I yearn. The uneasy lips that are either inexperienced or apprehensive. The sudden pull of your arms when I am about to let go. Those eyes seeing through me as you gaze silently. The warmth of your body as it glides through my mortal secrecies. The way you pronounce my name. Your arms around me like the world could care less. Your feet talking to my feet in language they only understand. The sound of your breath -- a mixture of exhaustion and ecstasy. The care, the cuddle, the comfort.