in the time i've been gone i've gotten in and out of depression, had four major surgeries, cried all the time, stopped drinking half as much as i used to, and began smoking too much. i've also got myself tangled into a web of lies and a pit of confusion.
i miss kisses on my neck and the whispers in my ear. i miss cuddling in my room watching movies and smiling during kisses. i miss the way you would caress my body and treat me like a delicate paper doll, and grasp onto my hand in public. i'll never forget those glowing bright eyes that lit up when you laughed and watched me as i fell. i'll never forget those eyes who watched me all that time, who gaze at me while we were intertwined, your body softly moving with mine. i miss those moments where you would touch my face and tell me i was beautiful and wipe my tears. i miss touching your chest, resting my head against your strong body and protect me while i sleep. i miss your warm, strong, perfect touch that made me feel like nothing before. without you, i am empty. i am nothing.