Style of your hair
Shape of you eyes and your nose
The way you stare, as if you see right through to my soul
To your left hand and the way that its not quite as big as your right.
The way u stand in the mirror before we go out at night.
Our quiet time
Your beautiful mind
There all part of the list
Things that I miss
Things like your funny little laugh, or the way you smile, or the way we kiss
What I notice is this
I come up with
Something new every single time, that I sit and reminisce
The way your sweet smell, lingers when you leave a room.
Stories you tell, as we lay in bed, all afternoon
I dreamed you now every night, in my mind is where we meet
And when I’m awake, staring at pictures of you asleep
Touching your face
Invading your space.
And you live in my memories for evermore, I swear