I Miss Everything About Her

I miss your lips. Those sweet, luscious lips that got me through my toughest days. Bit by bit, your lips became an addiction, and the cure has yet to be found.

I Can’t Hold A Cup Of Coffee Without Thinking About You

I still wonder how your day goes. I think about all those times when we would wake up next to each other with our bodies intertwined, when not even a ray of light could pass through us because we were so close together. You weren’t a morning person, but your face just lit up when I roused you with a kiss and a cup of coffee.