Never in a million years would I have admitted that I missed you, but the truth of the matter is that I do. They said that out of sight is out of mind; unfortunately, mine isn’t working. You have consumed every thought of mine, and remembering all the good times we had and the time we shared together makes me miss you even more. The gentle kiss we had with your lips against mine and your breath against mine, having your body and mine touching together like two inseparable souls as your left hand ran through and in between my thighs, makes me miss you even more.
You kissed me as I have never been kissed before, and that’s why you will forever be my first unforgettable kiss, I will kiss no one else because I don’t want to lose the memory of your last breath. I spent most of my time wishing and wanting you in my body like a lotion and on top of my skin like a tattoo, but the reality remains that you are gone and will never come back to me again. I know that they said, “Never say never,” but the way we went on our separate ways makes me believe so. I will forever miss you, but I need to start learning how to stop missing you so that I can stop being hurt since missing you makes my heart bleed. As I lay down on my bed with tears coming out of my eyes, I’m here thinking about a better way to stop missing you because missing you hurts.