ever missed a person
but, then realized that what you really miss is the person you were with them and not them?
I thought I missed your cold hands at the beginning of the school year, around my neck as you kissed me
I thought I missed the way your foot steps sounded next to mine as we walked to your house
I thought I missed the way you looked at me before I knew you loved me
but, maybe I just miss how naive I was
maybe I just miss believing in someone
maybe I just miss high school, the way the hallway smelled, the way the locker room was painted, the way my feet felt as I ran in circles around the gym,
maybe I just miss being 15, being 16, being 17, being 18
or maybe I just really miss you
the way your bed felt
the way you touched me
the way you made me feel