Babygirl
09-09-2003, 04:18 PM
Missing You
I miss you.
I miss you and all the little things you did that I took for granted.
I miss you.
I miss having someone open my door when I exit the car, even when I told you I could easily open it myself.
I miss you.
I miss not having someone have the mail ready for me when I come home, as I head straight for the bathroom, to “unwind”.
I miss you.
I miss having your warm body next to mine in the big bed we shared, or having you spoon me at night, even though I said it was too hot.
I miss you
I miss the silly songs you made up about my toes, and the compliments on my clothes, even though I asked that you not stare at me when I get dressed.
I miss you.
I miss the socks on the floor, your kisses at the door, the food you’d eat from my plate, your trips to the lake, talking bout “baby I’m going to catch us some dinner”.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
But most of all, I miss US.
I miss you.
I miss you and all the little things you did that I took for granted.
I miss you.
I miss having someone open my door when I exit the car, even when I told you I could easily open it myself.
I miss you.
I miss not having someone have the mail ready for me when I come home, as I head straight for the bathroom, to “unwind”.
I miss you.
I miss having your warm body next to mine in the big bed we shared, or having you spoon me at night, even though I said it was too hot.
I miss you
I miss the silly songs you made up about my toes, and the compliments on my clothes, even though I asked that you not stare at me when I get dressed.
I miss you.
I miss the socks on the floor, your kisses at the door, the food you’d eat from my plate, your trips to the lake, talking bout “baby I’m going to catch us some dinner”.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
But most of all, I miss US.