onsdag 2 november 2011

Tired of being alone
































I miss that kiss

I miss the way you look at me

I miss the way you make ​​me feel

I miss waking up with you by my side

I miss the feeling in your arms

I miss your laugh

I miss my hand in your

I miss how perfect we were for each other

I miss when you said you loved me

I miss our phone calls

But I do not miss when you left me and went your way...