The Things I Miss Most
I miss it when she holds me tight.
I miss how she looks at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
I miss it when she nibbles my ear.
I miss the way she smiles at me.
I miss those long sensational kisses with those soft tenderous lips.
I miss having her trying to tickle me, even though she almost succeeds.
I miss having those wonderous nights, the game we played so often.
I miss having that soft skin rubbing up against me.
I miss holding hands with her, when we walked around.
I miss cuddling next to her, watching her sleep peacefully.
I miss it when she calls me names, for being such a smartass.
I miss it when you are in need, and u turn to me first.
I miss those long talks, never knowing the time and never wanting to say goodbye.
I miss that oh so beautiful fragrance, that you love to tease me with.
I miss that gorgeous body of yours, and those sexy outfits.
I miss the way you kiss your ring, knowing that I'm kissing mine.
I miss that sexy giggle you make, that makes my hairs stand on end.
I miss the laughts, the giggles, the smiles, the happiness
Of that compassionate soul of love that reaches out to my dark frozen heart.
I miss how it brings warmth to my heart,
How it obliterates my hatred,
And how it makes me feel like I am worth living for.
I LOVE YOU | 
