Classic

I Miss You

I miss you.

I miss the way you hugged me and kissed my forehead.

I miss your laugh, the one where you had tears falling down your face.

I miss your smile, your happiness.

I miss that look you gave me when I said I'd watch a John Wayne movie with you.

I miss those bright eyes looking up at the stars with me beside you.

I miss that one 'I love you' you said through the phone before you left this world.

I miss you being a stubborn bastard who hated classic country, but listened to it in the truck with me because you knew I'd slap you if you said anything about Hank Williams Jr.

I miss you pushing me into the river because I didn't want to jump.

I miss your eyes, those beautiful green eyes set against your tan skin.

I miss the way you drove like a maniac, going 80 down a 55 mile per hour road.

I miss the way you sang along to the radio with your hand laced in mine.

I miss the way you stuck your tongue out as you drew.

I miss you.

I love you.