i don't miss you
i miss your lips and the way they synchronize perfectly with mine; neither one of us leading but flowing in motion so similar it's like our lips have minds of their own reading the thought of one another in harmony
every single kiss was like that and with anyone else not even one kiss is like that and i start to think maybe i'll never find lips that meet mine like yours did
i don't miss you
i miss your eyes
the way they would burn straight through mine full of fire and lust as i could tell you were on your way to devour me and i was more than ready to be consumed
i try not to look for your eyes in their eyes but when i think about not looking it becomes all i am capable of doing and the fire just doesn't exist and i start to think maybe our fire burned too hot to ever burn again
i don't miss you
i miss your hands and the way they had complete control over me
the way my body would melt underneath them
the breath in my throat trapped because your hand was controlling the oxygen reaching my brain and you liked the way the pain looked when your hand was closed too tight around my neck and the breath couldn't reach where it needed to be
or when they were on my body moving slowly like at first you were discovering new rolling hills every time you touched me but when you got closer you realized they were as familiar as the back of your hand, they were home
when other hands touch me even familiar ones they become lost and they are not home, how could they be when they have only felt my paradise a fraction of the times yours has and no matter how much they do they still aren't at home and i start to think maybe no one else will ever take refuge in my body like you did
i don't miss you
do i?
