Missing you comes in waves.
Tonight I'm drowning in the tears of your absence.
Wishing you were right here beside me.
I have this illogical tendency to fall for the impossible.
Yet, I fight for it anyway.
Why wouldn't I?
You have this incredible way of making my heart happy.
And even at your worst you're beautiful.
I want to be with you.
It's as simple and as complex as that.
I miss you the most at night.
When it's dark, and your arms aren't there to hold me when I'm scared.
At night, when it's quiet, and the silence reminds me of how I'm not sleeping next to you.
I crave you all the time,
so deeply, it's this physical ache.
I miss your voice.
I miss your smile.
I miss your laugh.
I miss you teasing me.
I miss you so much I can hear my heart breaking.
I miss you;
A little too much,
A little too often,
and a little bit more everyday.
Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 10:03 AM UTC
Missing you comes in waves.
Tonight I'm drowning in the tears of your absence.
Wishing you were right here beside me.
I have this illogical tendency to fall for the impossible.
Yet, I fight for it anyway.
Why wouldn't I?
You have this incredible way of making my heart happy.
And even at your worst you're beautiful.
I want to be with you.
It's as simple and as complex as that.
I miss you the most at night.
When it's dark, and your arms aren't there to hold me when I'm scared.
At night, when it's quiet, and the silence reminds me of how I'm not sleeping next to you.
I crave you all the time,
so deeply, it's this physical ache.
I miss your voice.
I miss your smile.
I miss your laugh.
I miss you teasing me.
I miss you so much I can hear my heart breaking.
I miss you;
A little too much,
A little too often,
and a little bit more everyday.
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