Disclaimer: I did not write this. I've just edited a bit.
I miss that little dot to the right of your right eye. I miss you rolling over to look at me and ask why we aren't banging. I miss you walking around in your gray and white sleeping shirt. I miss watching you pick out an outfit. I miss you being shy and bashful about your beautiful body. I miss looking in your fridge full of food and not finding anything I want because its all diet, lite, or sugar free. I miss how you were down for anything and would just pick up and go if the mood struck you. I miss just sitting there looking at you while we said nothing. I miss your tiny smile. I miss you demanding things of me that I am all to happy to do for you. I miss being with you. I miss the anticipation I felt between while I waited for you to throw me down the keys and when I was finally standing in your presence. I miss you telling me you're perfect. I miss the smell of you when you haven't showered yet. I miss you tolerantly smiling at the things I excitedly show you. I miss you teaching me foreign words. I miss your shoe collection. I miss you cooking delicious food for me. I miss taking you out to eat. I miss having you on my arm in public. I miss making other men envious of me when you are with me. I miss eating chalupas. I miss your loud ass computer. I miss not worrying about being late to something because I was just happy to have more time alone with you. I miss you insisting that all that crap food in your fridge is actually good. I miss your music. I miss that you put up with my music. I miss you singing me "nom nom". I miss the small of your back desperately. I miss you smooshing my face while you call me an ugly mush face. I miss how you make me feel like I can do anything even if I argue about it. I miss you telling me about your past. I miss the way you wrap your leg around mine while we were together. I miss the way you pull me closer to you just before you climax. I miss taking you in visually while I chug water after sex. I miss how you act towards the things you love. I miss all the smart things you say. I miss your jokes. I miss sitting by a fire with you. I miss you. I miss you so much PunK. I miss you so much.
Love, Ugly Mush Face
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