a few things i miss, in no particular order

the feeling of your breath on my neck
and your hands in my hair
the way you called me baby
and raced to say “i love you” first
the way you shared your heart
when you spoke about your day
the taste of your skin
and the sound of your moans
electricity
passion
fire
the way i felt protected in your arms
and safe being myself
and how you always used to make me feel
like i mattered

December 16, 2019

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