I can go days without talking to you, months without seeing you, but not a second goes by that I don't think about you.
I remember when you grabbed my hand, and held it tight. "Goose bumps" ran through my body like electricity. I miss those days.
I just want to be close to you. I miss your touch and your kiss. I miss our fun times together. I miss our quiet talks. I simply miss you.
I always knew that looking back on my tears would someday make me laugh; but I never knew that looking back on my laughter would someday make me cry. Miss you!
If tears could build a stairway and memories were a lane, I would walk right even up to Heaven and bring you back again.