It's the little things

I miss the way one simple touch from you would give me butterflies.

I miss driving to Salt Lake with you.

I miss knowing you were one phone call away.

I miss your lips.

I miss playing with that little curl of hair at the back of your neck.

I miss you letting me pick the music in the car.

I miss the look you'd give me every time I sang along to "Look at me now".

I miss going to Taco Bell with you.

I miss you picking me up from work and buying me dinner.

I miss the way you'd look dumbfounded when I'd come out after getting all dolled up.

I miss you kissing my hand.

I miss dancing in the kitchen in our socks.

I miss cuddling on the couch.

I miss you telling me how cute me nails were.

I miss falling asleep talking to you.

I miss holding your hand.

I miss hearing you say I love you.

I miss you in every single way, in every little way. The things that I took for granted are the things that I miss the most.

I miss you.