I miss you when you're not here, although I don't always say it.
I miss being able to lay my head in your lap while you stroke my hair.
I miss the way your eyes crinkle in the corners when you laugh.
I miss the way you'll do anything, say anything, no matter how ridiculous, just to make me smile.
I miss the smell of you. I use one of your t-shirts as a pillowcase, just to have something to hold. The smell of your cologne comforts me in the night when I can't sleep.
I miss the way your body feels so warm snuggled up against my back.
I miss bumping into you in the kitchen every time I turn around, because you only need something when I'm in there trying to do something already.
I miss sitting next to you on the couch, staring at the TV, laughing at the same stupid thing at the same stupid time.
I just miss you.
Come home soon,