Missing you.

I miss that intimacy of falling asleep together in absolute peace.

I miss that fascination of knowing him inside and out, yet always wanting to know more.

I miss his intrigue of me. His wanting to take me apart to see what makes me tick.

I miss knowing that when the world falls apart he will help pick up the pieces.

I miss the kisses that put all movie kisses to shame.

I miss the feelings that inspired me to be better.