Good Morning Handsome

I miss all the blank left on read empty texts.  I miss all the silence and feeling like I’ve said something wrong.  I miss asking you all those questions and never getting a reply or an opinion back on them.  I miss asking you how your day was and you telling me nothing.  I miss asking about your sugars for the day or if you ate anything and you being snappy about it.  I miss asking you about Tornado and sometimes getting a picture of him or one of the others.  I miss trying to make plans with you and never really making them.

I miss the way you’d pull me in for a kiss.  I miss the way you’d grab me and just look in my eyes.  I miss the way you just look at me like I’m the greatest thing after sliced bread.  I miss your hugs, gosh you’re tall!  I miss looking at you and holding your hand while we walk the trail.  Babe, you’re so handsome, I hope you know that.  I miss laying there and running my fingers in your hair.  I miss your body, the skin on skin.  I miss you.