I miss that look in your eyes
That told me that my world was safe,
That the plans for the future
Would remain unchanged.
I miss your hands,
The way they carressed away reality,
An elixir given to stave away
The banality of living.
I miss your lips,
The way their touch would stop
My heart and head and would
Save my mind from thinking,
I miss the way your body
Would surround me when I panicked,
When the world became impossible,
When you would ensure that I was okay
And that the world was safe and worth every day.
I miss you.