Missing you

I miss the taste of your lips on mine.
I miss the sound of your voice.
I miss the way your hands felt on me, but I'm sorry I had no choice.
I miss the look you gave me as if I was the only person there.
I miss the sound of your laugh and your hands going through my hair.
I miss your soft smile
I miss your dark eyes
But most of all I miss the you felt when you were mine.