I miss you like the days of Autumn.
Colorful, beautiful in every way.
I miss your soft touch in my life.
Your seeds and needs that molded me.
I miss you like I miss your smile.
Even in stress you were blest with a thankful heart.
I miss your laugh, your voice, your eyes.
I miss our disagreements, few as they were.
I miss the way we used to be together.
Like those thrift store runs and shopping trips.
I miss you more than the spring rains.
The seasons change without you, yet my love remains.
I miss the way you knew me more then I know myself.
How you called me out, tenderly folded me in.
I miss the advice you used to give.
Whatever you said, whatever you did I knew to trust you.
I miss the way you used to hug me.
Your motherly touch, it meant so much.
I miss the way your patchouli smelled.
Those hippie choices and silent noises.
I miss your care for every soul.
The tender look of love you spread, a fire, the second mile.
I miss you calling me 24/7, all the time.
Eager to hear my every adventure, to live in the clouds with me.
I miss your clever mind.
Ideas, creative messes, uncompromising messages.
I miss you morning, noon, and night.
Our talks by the moonlight, dreaming of warmth.
I miss the way we never used to fight.
The way you used your might to thrive when you were barely alive.
I miss you more each passing day.
I just wanted you to stay.
I miss not being able to tell you all I have to say.
So much has changed, yet you my best friend stay.
And I miss telling you, "I love you" with every chance I had.
So here it is, now you know, how I miss you, I miss you so.