I Am Not A Poet :)

I miss the way you smile
I miss the way you breathe
I miss the way your body moved when standing next to me

I miss the way you laugh 
I miss the way you dance
I miss the way you led me along, giving me a chance 

I miss the way you explain 
I miss the way you teach
I miss the days we'd spent together lying on the beach

I miss the way you hug
I miss the way you walk
I miss the times we had to be alone and talk

I miss all those times we were together
You and I, two birds of a feather