I miss you on my busiest days, where the clock is ticking like the beat of my heart. Or the pulse in my every heartbeat. I miss you every seconds of a minute. You were those million thoughts running inside my right brain. You are permanently glued in my thoughts. I miss you on those days where I was walking alone in the streets. Where my hand was empty and reaching for your warmness. I miss you on my sleepless nights where I was sitting on veranda alone and having coffee. I miss your tight hugs on my back. I miss your stolen kisses. Your unexpected smile when my eyes cross yours. I miss those cuddles, those words you whispered in my ears. The feeling of being safe in your arms. Those forehead kisses that reminds me of pureness of your heart and intention. I miss you. I miss us. The old us.
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