The days spent we're like the happiest of my life watching you smile and stare at me,
Now dear I miss the innocence on your face.

The times when our eyes used to meet in mid air communicating a lot without being in proximity,
Now dear I miss the glitter of your eyes.

Those evenings full of calls and texts
Wish I could still hear,
Now dear I miss your soothing voice.

The comfort full of hugs and your touch,
Now dear I miss that comfort.

Hiding, seeking and finnally meeting up to something that we both liked and did wildly,
Now dear I really miss interlocking your lips.

Knitting my fingers to...