I miss the sound of your anklets, when you walk towards me in the early morning.
I miss the aura of your skin, when you lean to wake me up.
I miss hearing "wakeup its time" in your husky voice, I miss the water drops you sprinkle on my face.
I miss the aroma of your coffee, I miss your little pecks on my forehead.
I miss pulling you back to bed, I miss those warm cuddles in the mornings, the giggles.
I miss your bossy looks, I miss the choice of your morning music.
I miss the early morning you, I miss the way you own me.
I miss the childish me around you, I miss the happy me.
I miss your presence !
I miss being loved !
I miss us !
I miss the aura of your skin, when you lean to wake me up.
I miss hearing "wakeup its time" in your husky voice, I miss the water drops you sprinkle on my face.
I miss the aroma of your coffee, I miss your little pecks on my forehead.
I miss pulling you back to bed, I miss those warm cuddles in the mornings, the giggles.
I miss your bossy looks, I miss the choice of your morning music.
I miss the early morning you, I miss the way you own me.
I miss the childish me around you, I miss the happy me.
I miss your presence !
I miss being loved !
I miss us !