I miss

As i sit here and think of all the things i miss,
I can help but think of you. It was simple, it was
innocent, but it was true. Holding you in my arms
was easy to do but the hardest to let go.
It was almost like i was born to do it and no one
had to teach or show. I miss all the things that
I never got to do. All the emotions that i wanted
to give and go through. I never got to touch you
the way that i wanted to. Most of all I never got
to tell you about all the things i miss. i may
never get to tell you about all the nights that
i dream of your kiss.