Except I do.
I miss the way you watch everything, and the way our eyes used to meet. I miss the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, and how you look in people’s eyes when you speak. I miss the way you tilt your head when you’re listening to people, and how you throw your head back when you laugh. I miss the way you close your eyes and scrunch up your eyebrows when you sing, and how you sing like your happiness depends on it. I miss the way you tickle me until I can’t beathe, and how softly you touch me when we kiss. I miss the way you took the moment in your hand, and held it for us both. I miss loving you. And I miss how it didn’t hurt.
Except I don’t.”
Source: wewillallprevail
