Longing

Everyday, I think of you.

How I long to hear your voice, just one more time.

How I long to feel your touch and warmth of your hand.

I miss your hugs and the way you smell of cologne.

How I miss our talks.

I miss all the forever’s that will never be.

The silence of the day I miss the most.

For it is yet another reminder that you are no longer with me.

This is the reminder that I am along and long for someone I will no longer have by my side.