You ask me if i miss you,
but the answers not that easy.
I sure as hell dont miss the way
you could always leave me.
But I do miss the feel of your big rough hands,
and the way you held me really tight,
the way youd entwine your legs with mine
when we'd lay down at night.
I miss the way you called me baby and,
the feel of your breathe on my neck,
the way you would give me a real kiss not a little peck.
I miss your obnoxious singing and
your goofy attitude.
I miss how you said just my kisses
put you in the mood.
I miss being near you, you seem so far away.
I want to see the smile that always made my day.
So dont ask me if I miss you cause I don't wanna say,
everything about you runs through my mind all day