Tonight while taking out trash I suddenly missed him, then I realised its not him that I’m missing its that’s feeling I use to get.
Its feeling excited because I’m seeing him tonight.
Its the butterfly effect I get when he walks in the door.
Its the way he use to put my hair behind my hair just before he kiss me.
Its the way he made me laugh at anything and everything.
Its the way he opened every door and pulled out every chair and gave me a kiss before he sat down.
Its the little things. Its that feeling that I miss.
The feeling when you know he only has eyes for you…
That’s the feeling I miss and that’s how I want to feel everyday!