I miss you being with me
I miss you missing me
when I only left the room
I miss the way you'd steal a hug,
and then I'd give another freely
I miss the way you half smile,
when you looked in my eyes
I miss the bumps you send down my spine
I miss waking up near you
I miss waking you up to say good morning
I miss your smile,
and how it makes me smile too
I miss not having to miss you,
cause you were right there with me
I can't wait to miss the times,
when all I did was miss you

10/11/2002

Posted on 10/12/2002
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