The feeling of being in your arms,
When I cry,
I miss it.
The feeling of waking up,
Knowing you'd be there,
I miss it.
The feeling of talking to you,
Looking into your eyes,
I miss it.
The feeling of being loved,
Being loved by you,
I miss it.
I miss everything...
Your love,
Your warmth,
You.
But you're gone,
I'm left with the memories you gave,
My heart weakens,
My eyes swell,
I need you.
Only you.
-LovableConundrum
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