I miss you and that’s ok. You kissing me was something I never thought would happen again. And it did. And it was fireworks. It was pure true unhindered feeling. And you felt it too. I miss tasting you, I miss your smile, I miss your big arms, your warm hands. I miss you holding me, kissing my neck, touching me cautiously. I miss you letting everything go for me. I miss feeling you aroused. I miss your dirty, but gentle words. Nobody will ever be half as good as you.