i miss your breath
on my cheek
and your heartbeat
beneath my moving
fingertips

i miss your eyes
happy
and sad
and uncertain
and your smile
against my lips
as the sun
rose

i miss your voice
and the notes
and letters
you would write
and the flowers
you would steal
because
they were so pretty

i miss your words
and how you would say
'i love you'
like a question

and it's awful
but darling
i don't think i miss you