I Miss

I miss how you use to hold me,
so close to your warm body.
You'd hold me all night,
so I'd never have to worry.

I miss your soft lips,
and how we use to kiss.
Nothing will replace that,
it's my special bliss.

I miss how we use to play,
even though you'd always win.
No matter how hard I'd try,
I'd always end up pinned.

But out of all the special things,
there's only one I truly miss.
And that is your eyes,
so deep and full of mist.