i miss the sound of your voice,
the ways words rolled off your tongue as you spoke,
the love that was felt in every silent moment

i miss you in the way  
that i don’t feel whole,
It feels like we’re just part this poem
A bunch of random words ready for
eyes who are eager to read it.

i do not feel we are strong .
i loved too softly and a little too deeply.

I was content with the subtle touches of your hand
Now I just miss any touch at all

i miss you...

so much that there is a hole the size of you  inside me.

i wish you knew...

maybe you do?

maybe i don't cross your
mind as often as you cross mine.

even if I don’t, my love for you still continues

in the darkest parts of my soul,
Reminders of you light me up

Our memories. The feeling of young love.
gentle, pushing gently against my walls that have quickly been put back up

i miss you. a bit too often, and a bit too much.