Missing You
I miss your fingertips
Running across my skin
I miss the way you'd look at me
With that cute little grin
I miss the way you danced around
And when you'd whisper in my ears
I miss the comfort you always brought
When you wiped away my tears
I miss your singing and your jokes
And how you'd have me laughing and kicking on the floor
I miss the way you took care of me
Whenever I had an ache, pain, or sore
I miss the way you'd kiss me
With your sweet soft lips
I miss the way you'd hold me
With your hands placed on my hips
I miss the times you'd stare at me,
And compliment my beauty
I miss how you protected me
As if it was your duty
I miss all the fun we had
Like times we'd sing together
I miss all the serious mushy stuff
Like making promises of forever
Most of all, I miss your love
I miss you as my best friend
So when I pray about the important things
I pray that this will never end
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