Please.

I miss the way you whisper my name against my hair.

I miss the way you tilt my face up and kiss me until I'm breathless.

I miss the way a simple touch from you makes my heart race out of control.

I miss the way your hands stroke my arms or your fingers brush gently against my cheek.

I miss the way you hold me tight, but gentle enough to know how easily you could break me.

I miss the way you tell me you love me.

I miss you.
     I love you.
          I need you.