I miss you.

I miss coming home to you and feeling safe in your arms.

I miss having someone help me carry groceries into the house.

I miss hearing you hum in the shower and watching you brush your teeth.

I miss making dinner with you.

I miss sitting next to you watching our favorite shows.

I miss those moments when one of us would lead the other into the bedroom…

Or when we’d just end up on the living room floor.

I miss hearing I’m the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen.

I miss the texts that said “I can’t wait to see you.”

I miss talking about the future and making plans.

I miss laughing with you… I miss hearing your laugh.

I miss looking into your eyes.

I miss spoiling you. I miss when you’d spoil me.

I miss when you wouldn’t let me get out of bed in the morning.

I miss how sometimes you’d make me late to work.

I miss being upset when you don’t do the exact right thing and then realizing I love everything about you anyway.

I miss when you’d tease me.

I miss taking walks with you.

I miss having a man who loved me so deeply, sometimes I couldn’t breathe.

I miss you.

I miss you every single moment of every single day.

God, I miss you…

And you don’t even exist.