I Miss You

I'm missing the butterflies,
that filled up my stomach,
every time I talked to you.

I'm missing the thought of you,
and how much you mean to me,
and how much that I love you.

I'm missing the idea of having a future together,
so many things could of happened,
but can't now.

I'm missing the little things,
like the way you text me,
and spell words with out vowels,
or shorten them in your own funky way.

I'm missing the sound of your voice,
when you would call me.
I could tell when you were tired,
when you were happy.

I'm missing being called babe,
and baby.
Because when you said it,
it was a good thing,
but when anyone else says it,
I always want to strangle them.

I'm missing the good old days,
from back when we were still "just friends"
when I'd stay up late at night,
only to text you while lying in bed,
and then eventually be half asleep when texting.

I'm going to miss kissing you,
every kiss was so sweet.
The playful kisses were the best ones,
out of the thousand and one kisses.

I'm going to miss the naps,
where I could use you as a pillow,
and you wouldn't care if I drooled or snored.

I'm missing the feeling of being loved,
and just knowing that you cared,
if I was going to live or die.  

I'm missing the feeling of secureness,
I felt safe when you were here with me.
I felt safe from harm,
knowing that you were mine,
and I was yours,
and that you would try and protect me if something happened.

You made me feel beautiful
You made me feel like I might actually matter to the world.
You made me feel like I was person,
and not just another fuck up in the world.
You made me feel safe,
and so damn happy.

I don't know what I made you feel,
maybe I made you feel the way you made me feel,
or maybe I didn't.
I just know that you made me feel like I was on top of the world,
and that I had the best person to walk with me,
in this life that I live.