We haven’t talked the same in weeks. I miss waking up in your arms and Falling asleep after an early morning Waking up when the sun went down And the moon came up. I miss the feeling I got when I saw you and you pressed your Hungry lips to mine and I could feel the Desperation and how much you missed My touch in that time that we were apart. I miss the way you called me drunk and Hugged me tight with every goodbye, the Way you pressed me against the wall and Kissed me when they left the stairwell. That rush of adrenaline when we had a moment Alone and those smiling eyes when we got caught. ****, I miss you. I miss falling asleep with a smile On my face and your kiss on my forehead. I miss The way I first fell in love on that balcony at That nearly vacant club, the first time you kissed me How my heart stopped and my breath caught when You leaned towards me. I miss the way you smiled Against my lips when I laughed at myself. I Miss the way your hands explored me softly But hungry all at once. I miss the giddy Feeling I got when you first asked me to Spend the night, the way I curled up next to You with my head on your chest with the feeling Of your heartbeat lulling me to sleep. They tell Me to move on but they don’t understand. They Don’t know how hard it is to ignore all these Things I miss and simply move on.