I missed the time I meant the world to you,
I missed those times as we just walked on the beach,
Our hand connected,
The silence comfortable.
I missed those moments as we just layed together in bed,
With my head on your chest,
And your arms hugging me tightly against you.
As you whispered sweet nothing's in my ear,
Your breath slightly tickling me,
As I tried hard not to giggle.
The deep rumble in you're chest as you laughed.
I missed,
I Miss You.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To You
Short StorySaudade (n.) a deep, nostalgic, and melancholic longing for something or someone, Often accompanied with a denied fact that what one longs for will never come back.
