I miss the heavy breaths near my ears and on my neck,
I miss the gentle kisses all over my collar bone and wrest.
I miss the warmth, the wetness, and the sweat.
I miss the movements and the shivers, I miss the hands holding tight as we're both getting close. I miss the chocolates after tasting coffee off of your mouth for so long.
I miss everything and need someone to wake me up from this comatose.
YOU ARE READING
Breathers.
PoetryThese are just some of my random thoughts and you can also say that it's a collection for my other works, I hope that you find them enjoyable♡
