I miss him

I miss him.
I miss the way he smells.
The way he held me.
I miss the way he was
Always happy when we were together
And the way he showed me off to all of his friends.
I miss his laugh,
And his smile.
But the thing I miss the most is just him.
He misses me.
I know he does,
Because he calls me every night
Just to here my voice.
And even though we are not together
And are very far apart, it still feels like it.
I...I love him,
I really do...