The sound of his voice here <br />to comfort me. <br />His arms around me to protect <br />me form the world. <br />When I get cold he seems <br />to warm me up just by him holding me. <br />When I'm with him nothing <br />else seems to matter. <br />I miss all of him for now all <br />I have are my dreams <br />to keep him with me at <br />all times. His eyes will soon <br />be here to look into mine. <br />It is a language <br />between us without talking. <br />I Miss waking up in the <br />morning next to him. <br />I miss everything about him.<br /><br />to those who wonder what life is about<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-i-miss-3/
